Black Sabbath the End of the End Page #2

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Every day

just comes and goes

Life is one big overdose

People try to ruin me

And I can't see through

their frustration

People riding their real pace

Keep on running their rat race

The ante is risen once a week

In their world of make-believe

Come on!

So believe

what I tell you

It's the only way

to fight in the end

Just believe in yourself

you know you really

shouldn't have to pretend

Don't let those

empty people try and

interfere with your mind

Just live your life

and leave them all behind

I'm not so much a singer

as I am a frontman.

I could never

hold a job down.

I was born

to do this, you know.

I like to get

the crowd going, you know.

I want to see

jumping people

there in the audience.

It turns me on.

I mean,

I'm certainly going

to miss that

as far as being

on stage with the guys,

and seeing the fans,

because that is

a sight to see.

There's nothing like it.

It's just fantastic.

That's another sad thing,

that we're coming to an end,

because the amount

of people that have

got in touch with us

via Facebook and whatnot.

It's been their lives

as well as mine,

and they've lived

the same sort of thing

through this, like I have.

I mean, that is brilliant,

to know that you've

touched people's

lives in that way,

that's...

That they are

part of this.

Thank you!

To finish

everything on the last gig,

and all just disappear,

with all the commotion

and everything,

it would be too much,

so, it's nice we can

see each other

for a few days

after the last show.

To get a chance

to talk, you know,

because you never

have a chance

on the last show.

I'd like to think,

well, we can go

in the studio,

and recreate

a sort of a rehearsal

environment,

and Ozzy can sing

some of the songs

that we haven't

played for years.

But I think

it'll be different

'cause all the years,

we never actually

filmed anything

in the studio, really,

we just recorded.

That's sort of the plan.

-All right?

-Nice day, ain't it?

Lovely,

and it goes really nice.

Very unusual.

What time is

Ozzy getting here?

- Five to four.

- Five to four?

Not four o'clock, right?

Not four o'clock.

Hiya.

Oh, there he is.

-All right?

-All right?

You sang great

the other night

by the way.

It's really good.

Everything works, you know.

-It moves, everything...

-Yeah.

Yeah, you sang really well.

What are we doing first?

-What do you want to do?

-Wizard.

Is there any headphones?

I can't hear

what the f***'s going on.

-Headphone, did you say?

-Yeah.

One, two.

What the f***

is going on down here?

It ain't plugged in.

This is a good idea,

isn't it?

I'll just shove it

up my ass.

Plug the f***ing thing in!

No wonder I can't

hear f*** all.

This ain't plugged in.

Yeah, I mean, we haven't played

The Wizard for God

knows how many years.

I haven't even

listened to it,

but I think

it'll be all right.

Misty morning

clouds in the sky

Without warning

the wizard walks by

Casting his shadow

weaving his spell

Funny clothes

tinkling bell

Never talking

Just keeps walking

Spreading his magic

So, do you feel

like you're outsiders?

I think we used to be.

I think we're accepted

a lot more now.

It's a lot easier now

when we're doing

interviews and stuff.

Back in the old days,

it was like,

"them against us"

kind of thing.

The first album got slagged

in the music press.

'Cause we'd sort of made it

without the press

knowing about us.

We'd built up

a following around

the country, outside London,

unfashionable places

like Carlisle,

and people thought

if you didn't make it

in London,

then you weren't

worth anything.

And we didn't really

play that much in London,

so the London press

had never heard of us.

They didn't give us

any ounce of encouragement.

In fact, we'd stopped

doing press for a while

in the early days

'cause there wasn't

any point in doing it

'cause it was all bad.

The British press

didn't give us a break.

Every opportunity

they had,

they would slag us

with something or the other.

Well, f*** them.

That's all right.

I remember,

I didn't sleep after the gig,

I was so f***ing revved up.

-And me.

-Until last, I was...

I didn't sleep

a f***ing minute

till yesterday.

I was up till

6:
00 in the morning,

I couldn't sleep, yeah.

-Blimey.

-Wizard.

Are you having

a good time?

Yeah!

I can't f***ing hear you.

Yeah!

I'll make it easy for you.

I will count to three,

and I want to hear

everybody shout, "Yeah!" Okay?

One, two, three!

Yeah!

Louder, come on!

One, two, three!

Yeah!

One more.

Give me one more.

Put some balls into it.

Let's go. One, two, three!

Yeah!

That's it.

Here's a song called Into The Void.

Come on!

Yeah! Yeah!

Rocket engines

burning fuel so fast

Up into the night sky

they blast

Through the universe

the engines whine

Could it be

the end of man and time?

Back on earth

the flame of life burns low

Everywhere is misery and woe

Pollution kills the air

the land and sea

Man prepares

to meet his destiny, yeah

Rocket engines

burning fuel so fast

Up into the black sky so vast

Burning metal through

the atmosphere

Earth remains in

worry, hate and fear

With the hateful battles

raging on

Rockets flying

to the glowing sun

Through the empires

of eternal void

Freedom from

the final suicide

Let's go!

Freedom fighters

sent out to the sun

Escape from

brainwashed minds

and pollution

Leave the earth

to all its sin and hate

Find another world where

freedom waits

Past the stars in fields

of ancient void

Through the shields of

darkness where they find

Love upon a land

a world unknown

Where the sons of freedom

make their home

Leave the earth

to Satan and his slaves

Leave them to their future

in their grave

Make a home

where love is there to stay

Peace and happiness

in every day

Bringing back to

the original line-up again,

unfortunately,

we left Bill.

Um, it's great.

It means everything to me.

It always has done.

Yeah, it was

one of our ambitions,

I suppose,

to come back full circle.

Whenever these

guys are on stage,

it just fits.

Sometimes, I'm scared

to look up at him.

'Cause as soon as

you make eye contact,

he'll pull off

some kind of daft face,

just to make you crack up.

He's not too bad

on this tour,

but on previous tours,

he sort of forgets

the audience are there,

and just dedicates

the whole show to

try and make

me and Tony

double up on stage,

and it's really hard

to concentrate

on playing

when you're laughing.

Thank you.

I must confess

I was thinking about

Bill a lot on Saturday.

I mean, it's...

I don't know...

I don't know,

f***'s sake.

I mean, it would

have been nice

of Bill, but,

it became

such a fiasco trying to

get it organised, you know,

and I don't think Bill

trusted the whole situation.

I don't know,

I don't know really...

We don't really

know what, you know,

what it was all about.

I mean,

it would've been great

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