Black Sabbath Thrill Of It All Lyrics

Thrill Of It All Lyrics

Inclination of direction, walk the turned and twisted thrift

With the
children of creation futuristic dreams we sift

Clutching violently we
whisper with a liquefying cry

Any deadly final answers that are surely
doomed to die



Won't you help me mister Jesus?

Won't you tell me if
you can?

When you see this world we live in

Do you still believe in
man?

If my songs become my freedom

And my freedom turns to
gold

Then I'll ask the final question

If the answer could be
sold



Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it

'Cos I got no
reason to lie, yeah

Forget your problems that don't even exist

And I'll
show you a way to get by, oh yeah



So come along, you know you matter to
me

Remember freedom is not hard to find, yeah

Time to stop all your
messing around

Don't you think that I know my own mind, oh
yeah



Why can't you believe, it's not here to perceive

Do you
always have to be told, yeah

For you have been taught that if your mind has
been bought

Life's entire answer was sold, oh yeah