Two Ozzy Songs

I Don’t Want To Change The World
Ozzy Osbourne, Zakk Wylde, Randy Castillo, Lemmy Kilmister

Standing at the crossroads, world spinning round and round
Know which way I’m going, you can’t bring me down
Don’t you try and teach me no original sin
I don’t need your pity for the shape I’m in
I Don’t Wanna Chaneg The World
I don’t want the world to change me
I Don’t Wanna Chaneg The World
I don’t want the world to change me
Tell me I’m a sinner I got news for you
I spoke to God this morning and he don’t like you
You telling all the people the original sin
He says he knows you better that you’ll ever know him

You know it ain’t easy
You know it ain’t fair
So don’t try to please me
Because I really don’t care
Don’t tell me stories ’cause yesterday’s glories
Have gone away, so far away
I’ve heard it said there’s a light up ahead
Lord I hope and pray I’m here to stay
Tell me I’m a sinner I got news for you
I sspoke to God this morning and he don’t like you
Don’t you try and teach me no original sin
I don’t need your pity for the shape I’m in

Road To Nowhere
Ozzy Osbourne, Zakk Wylde, Randy Castillo

I was looking back on my life
And all the things I’ve done to me
I’m still looking for the answers
I’m still searching for the key
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won’t leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The Road To Nowhere leads to me
Through all the happiness and sorrow
I guess I’d do it all again
Live for today and not tomorrow
It’s still the road that never ends
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won’t leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The Road To Nowhere leads to me
Ah Ah
The Road To Nowhere I gonna pass me by
Ah Ah
I hope the never have to say goodbye
I never want to live without you

The Road To Nowhere leads to me [seven times]

The World’s Most Beautiful

The World’s Most Beautiful

I’d give anything to see the sun set on the horizon,
I’d do anything to gaze at a full moon in the night sky;
Even a rainbow would make me smile,
And I’d love to swim in crystal clear waters
Of an untouched sea;
Sometimes I’ll see a shooting star,
And try to gaze from afar,
All the diamonds in the night sky;
The mist on the mountains is breathtaking,
As is walking in rainforest;
To see cascading waterfalls I’d do anything for,
As to stand on the highest peak in the world,
And look at the sights below;
I’d love to soar on wings above the clouds,
Across the bluest skies;
I’d do anything to see
All the beautiful things in the world,
Like a red rose blooming in the Sahara,
Like a river twisting through a dusty land,
All the beautiful things in the world;

But I also know I am looking at
The world’s most beautiful creation,
Every time you smile,
And every time I look into your eyes.

- Muhammad Edwan Shaharir -

Stop All The Clocks

Stop All The Clocks - W.H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

The Battle Hymn Of Love

Kathy Mattea - The Battle Hymn Of Love

I will pledge my heart to the love we share
Through the good and the bad times too
I’ll forsake my rest for your happiness
‘Til my death I will stand by you

With God as my witness this vow I will make
To have and to hold you no other to take
For richer, for poorer, under skies gray or blue
‘Til my death I will stand by you

There are wars and there are rumors of wars yet to come
Temptations we’ll have to walk through
Though others may tremble, I will not run
‘Til my death I will stand by you

I will put on the armor of faithfulness
And fight for a heart that is true
‘Til the battle is won, I will not rest
‘Til my death I will stand by you

With God as my witness this vow I will make
To have and to hold you, no other to take
For richer for poorer, under skies gray or blue
‘Til my death I will stand by you

‘Til the battle is won, I will not run
‘Til my death I will stand by you

Don’t ask why I posted it, but I decided too. It’s a good song.

Macavity - The Mystery Cat

Macavity’s a Mystery Cat: he’s called the Hidden Paw–
For he’s the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He’s the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad’s despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime–Macavity’s not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no on like Macavity,
He’s broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime–Macavity’s not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air–
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity’s not there!

Macavity’s a ginger cat, he’s very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he’s half asleep, he’s always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no one like Macavity,
For he’s a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square–
But when a crime’s discovered, then Macavity’s not there!

He’s outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard’s.
And when the larder’s looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke’s been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair–
Ay, there’s the wonder of the thing! Macavity’s not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty’s gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair–
But it’s useless of investigate–Macavity’s not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
“It must have been Macavity!”–but he’s a mile away.
You’ll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place–MACAVITY WASN’T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!

by T S Eliot

Fire and Ice - Robert Frost

“Fire and Ice”

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.