Ozzy Zigg Requires gig
That is what the sign says
At the bottom a number which we call
We give him a place and time
When he arrives
My brother says
‘Something is at the door for you’
Opening the door I see a man
Long black straight hair
A psychotic smile
And madness in his eyes
I had seen him before
Walking down the street
With a shoe on a string
Calling it his pet shoe
His madness scared me
Making me think
What have I done
To deserve this
I’m Ozzy
He says with a maddening grin
We tell him to sing for us
His voice is strange
Filled with madness
It scares me
It excites me
He is it
Our vocalist
We called our band earth
But we soon changed that
Naming ourselves after a movie
A horror movie
To match our music
Black Sabbath
We use his voice
With it tone of madness
To create a music
That was ment to scare
The old hate us
The young love us
It cause of them its still alive
40 years after the day we met the madman
Ozzy Zigg
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