Black Sabbath

Stop! You can't find your way in the dark
 You gotta see it
 You're wasting time sitting and talking
 Get up out your bubble and go
 You get the feeling
 On that black card
 Solid from the top
 Left the world solid from the start
 Was silent as a whisper in the dark
 Bad intentions from the start
 Had to make a choice prior
 Either white picket fence or that fence with barbed wire
 So reach for the cash money long, yeah we on the cusp
 Reach for the stars man my arm's not long enough
 Dreams of big whips sitting next to big cribs
 Woke up next-door bout down house from where I live
 You know those slums where them slugs hum passed your wig
 Young kids at the store buying mom's pack of cigs
 Life's short and everybody want they gold medal
 Before you lay six-feet underneath rose pedals and...
 Stop! You can't find your way in the dark
 You gotta see it
 You're wasting time sitting and talking
 Get up out your bubble and go
 You get the felling