Cornucopia de Black Sabbath

Too much near the truth they say
keep it 'til another day
let them have their little game
delusion helps to keep them sane

let them have their little toys
matchbox cars and more kids joys
exciting in their plastic ways
frozen food in a concrete place

your gonna go insane
i'm tryin' to save your brain

alright

i don't know what's happening
my head's all torn inside
people say i'm heavy
they don't know what i hide

take a life it's going cheap
kill someone no one will weep
freedom's yours just pay your dues
we just want your soul to use

your gonna go insane
i'm tryin' to save your brain