Sunday, November 08, 2009
Sabbath's War Pigs and Ozzy's War Pigs
Today as I was working in the backyard, weeding, I had the music cranked up... way higher than I should. I was outside most of the day, so I went through a lot of music, which included "Paranoid" a Black Sabbath album that I rocked out to while pulling weeds and of course sang along too.
Interestingly, the next album that played was Ozzy Osbourne's "The Ozzman Cometh", which has War Pigs on it too. Considering weeding is such a mindless task, I was paying attention to the song and realized that the lyrics in Ozzy's version are quite different from the original Sabbath version.
Here is the Black Sabbath version, which is essentially an anti-war anthem penned by Tony Iommi, Ozzy Osbourne, Bill Ward, and Geezer Butler
Generals gathered in their masses,
just like witches at black masses.
Evil minds that plot destruction,
sorcerers of death's construction.
In the fields the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.
Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds.
Oh lord, yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away.
They only started the war.
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah.
Time will tell on their power minds,
making war just for fun.
Treating people just like pawns in chess,
wait till their judgement day comes, yeah.
Now in darkness world stops turning,
ashes where the bodies burning.
No more War Pigs have the power,
Hand of God has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, God is calling,
on their knees the war pigs crawling.
Begging mercies for their sins,
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings.
Oh lord, yeah!
just like witches at black masses.
Evil minds that plot destruction,
sorcerers of death's construction.
In the fields the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.
Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds.
Oh lord, yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away.
They only started the war.
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah.
Time will tell on their power minds,
making war just for fun.
Treating people just like pawns in chess,
wait till their judgement day comes, yeah.
Now in darkness world stops turning,
ashes where the bodies burning.
No more War Pigs have the power,
Hand of God has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, God is calling,
on their knees the war pigs crawling.
Begging mercies for their sins,
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings.
Oh lord, yeah!
And, Ozzy's version, was the original that the band penned and discarded has nothing to do with the Sabbath version's theme, but retains the rhythm and beat, plus he adds a healthy dose of unnecessary satanic crap. It's a lot less sophisticated than the "original".
Witches gather at black masses
Bodies burning in red ashes
On the hill the church in ruin.
Is the scene of evil doings
It's a place for all black sinners
Watch them eating dead rats' inners.
I guess it's the same, whereever you may go
Oh lord yeah
Carry banners which denounce the lord
See me rocking in my grave
See them anoint my head with dead rat's blood
See them stick the stake through me
Oh
Don't hold me back cause I just gotta go
(Sat'n/They) got a hold of my soul now
Lords got my brain instinct with blood obscene
Look in my eyes I'm there enough
Yeah
On the scene a priest appears
Sinners falling at his knees
Satan sends out funeral pyre
Casts the priest into the fire
It's the place for all bad sinners.
Watch them eating dead rats' inners
I guess it's the same, whereever you may go
Oh lord yeah
Bodies burning in red ashes
On the hill the church in ruin.
Is the scene of evil doings
It's a place for all black sinners
Watch them eating dead rats' inners.
I guess it's the same, whereever you may go
Oh lord yeah
Carry banners which denounce the lord
See me rocking in my grave
See them anoint my head with dead rat's blood
See them stick the stake through me
Oh
Don't hold me back cause I just gotta go
(Sat'n/They) got a hold of my soul now
Lords got my brain instinct with blood obscene
Look in my eyes I'm there enough
Yeah
On the scene a priest appears
Sinners falling at his knees
Satan sends out funeral pyre
Casts the priest into the fire
It's the place for all bad sinners.
Watch them eating dead rats' inners
I guess it's the same, whereever you may go
Oh lord yeah
