Cornucopia (Black Sabath)

Too much with the truth they say Keep it 'till another day Let them have their little game Illusion helps to keep them sane Let them have their little toys Matchbox cars and mortgage joys Exciting in their plastic ways Frozen food in a concrete cage You're gonna go insane I'm trying to save your brain All right, I don't know what's happening I am 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 You're gonna go insane I'm trying to save your brain