War Pigs - Black Sabbath

Big man, pig man Ha-ha, charade you are Woo! You, well-heeled big wheel Ha-ha, charade you are And when your hand is on your heart You're nearly a good laugh Almost a joker With your head down in the pig bin Saying, "Keep on digging" Pig stain on your fat chin What do you hope to find Down in the pig mine? You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh, but you're really a cry Bus stop rat bag Ha-ha, charade you are You, fucked up old hag Ha-ha, charade you are You radiate cold shafts of broken glass You're nearly a good laugh Almost worth a quick grin You like the feel of steel You're hot stuff with a hatpin And good fun with a handgun You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh, but you're really a cry Hey you, Whitehouse Ha-ha, charade you are You, house proud town mouse Ha-ha, charade you are You're trying to keep our feelings off the street You're nearly a real treat All tight lips and cold feet And do you feel abused? You, gotta stem the evil tide And keep it all on the inside Mary, you're nearly a treat Mary, you're nearly a treat, but you're really a cry

One, two, three, four Get down What is it good for? All right (yeah, yeah, yeah) War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Ahh... War I despise It means destruction to innocent lives War means tears To thousands of mothers' eyes When their sons go out to fight And lose their lives War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Nothing War, huh (whoa, whoa whoa Lord) What is it good for? (Alright) Nothing War, it ain't nothin' but a heartbreaker The thought of war blows my mind War has caused unrest In the younger generation Who wants to die? War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Alright, war, war, war War, huh (whoa, whoa whoa Lord) What is it good for? Alright, nothing (war!) War Alright Come on Let me get a straight line Right now, in the middle, right here Straight line Come on Come on! Right down the middle Here you go, here you go Okay This side of the room, stop Don't do nothing This side of the room, clap your hands Okay On the count of four As loud as you can You'll say, "War" I'll say, "Huh, yeah" You'll say, "What is it good for?" I'll say, "Absolutely" You'll say, "Nothing" Have you got that? (Yes!) I didn't hear you, have you got that? (Yes!) One, two, three, four (War) huh yeah (What is it good for?) Absolutely (nothing), yeah, yeah (War) Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah (What is it good for?) Alright, bring it in Okay This side of the room Alright Now, I want you to do the same thing but better Can you do that? (Yes!) I didn't hear you, can you do that? (Yes!) One, two, three, four (War) huh yeah (What is it good for?) Absolutely (nothing), yeah, yeah (War) Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah (What is it good for?) Alright, yeah Which side was the best? I can't here you, which side was the best? Tell you what, I'll find out Everybody clap your hands, come on Okay It's gonna be you And me And the drummer It sounds like this

Am I of God or Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude of the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again Am I to act alone? If so, I'll draw blood from stone Am I to act alone? If so, I'll be the thundering tremor to whip the storm Why are we such tender flesh under blackening skies? Are we defenceless prey in a predator's eye? Can we stay stalwart in the face of fated tragedy? Are we to remain subjugated by fictitious morality? Am I to act alone? If so, I'll separate the meat from bone Am I to act alone? If so, I shall be the herald of reckoning's swarm Host of the ones condemned Dethrone god malevolent Hear the cannons roar We are off to war Uncrowned he with reins adorned Blacken the icon We for whom no god shall mourn Off to war Am I of God or Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude of the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again

Here stands a man At the bottom of a hole he's made Still sweating from the rush His body tense His hands, they shake Oh this, this is a mad boy Here stands a man With a bullet in his clenched right hand Don't push him, son For he's got the power to crush this land Oh hear, hear him cry, boy Don't you ever leave me alone My war is over Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy Here stands a man At the bottom of a hole he's made Still sweating from the rush His body tense His hands, they shake Oh this, this is a mad boy Here stands a man With a bullet in his clenched right hand But don't push him, son For he's got the power to crush this land Oh hear, hear him cry, boy Don't you ever leave me alone My war is over Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy Don't you ever leave me alone Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy

AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL Woi-oi Ayy I don't cop things for resale, don't do iCloud, don't do email Feds wanna tap up man and wire up man like Chubbs did Detail Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale, I was doin' dinner with Teezy I didn't trust no one, swore gyal lined me 'cause gyal too greazy Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til man got pinched and man went PC Man went PC just like Dell and Windows, some man been those Before I was ever around Kendall's I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzos The woman I do end up with has to be a bad gyal just like Munchy Can't have no pretentious ting when I know this road gets bumpy Word to the broski Jay, he got different names in different countries Three waps in the whip and we beat that case Where man live way too comfy I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way, way less I know you tried to get one down on us, ever since then it's been stress 'Cause you know the rest 'dem owe you one and we always pay them debts Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa, I don't do no passa Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie ah yard and we deh pon Gaza Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too young at the time for slashings You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action Pick one man with slaps that's rappin', I bet he don't want no clashings The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion, niggas just actin' Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz Just checked in at a hotel, floor that we on got potent aromas OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller You know that's been my nigga Yeah, we just had to fix things, family, 6ix tings, we can't split up As for the rest of the game, I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time To me, that's just our side, I don't really care who rides on whose side Bring ten shots to the poolside Never seen none of these grown men outside 4301, won't spare no one, niggas gotta know about Southside Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and you know I'm tied up stateside Bringin' man down when they take sides Tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside Prince, I carry that last name, that shit stays on me like brand names Jas just lined up brand new hand tings and nice guy on a madting Everyone I know has codenames, anyone I'm beefin' with is a no-name Niggas can't even win home games They just gotta fall in line like Soul Train Ayy Ya (AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL...)

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع