Sharon? The dogs shat on the carpet, just when your not looking!

Ya see, I'm Ozzy Osbourne, but I'm a not Pop singer
You wanna fight, then step up unless your a right minger
You see kellys on the Pill, Jacks white and I ill
A decendant of Brummie with Gothic skill
I Mummble and Im the hevy metal rock king, next thing your jaw's broken
Prince of Darkness, you can bet you'll be chokin'
On a Parionid a nothin', meanwhile I'll be Mummbling'
On a rant and ravin, man im cravin, you don't know the half
Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh
These brummie eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The Black Sabbith is pumpin', start jumpin'
Freak it, goth it, back seat jacks a junk it
If you can't get with it, you'll wind up sweatin' it
Then you'll get a beatin' just like an egg
I got so drunk walking the dog with a broken leg
But we can have a run off, the Prince of darkness'll come off
We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off
The brummie stylee, the Alright there mummbling
No one has it, just us that's it
If you try to take it, I got a big gothic bat eater
I don't do drugs cause my hand shakes daily
You call me a Ozworld, I call you a f*** off
Yo, where you Brummie man, just like the Goth man
You got no heart, here comes the good part
I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down
No f**** around
Sharon i want bread thats crusty, trust me
You shouldn't play, and by the way
Mummble Mummble Im Ozzy Osbourne the prince of darkness i F***ing hate bubbles.

[Chorus]

(Whats his name man?) Mummble Mummble Im Ozzy Osbourne the prince of darkness i F***ing hate bubbles.
[2x]
(Hey, whats his name man?)