Grinder (* Zakk Wylde, Ozzy Osbourne / Black Label Society)

Never straight and narrow I won't keep in time Tend to burn the arrow Out of the line Been inclined to wander Off the beaten track That's where there's thunder And the wind shouts back Grinder Looking for meat Grinder Wants you to eat Got no use for routine I shiver at the thought Open skies are my scene That's why I won't get caught Refuse to bite the mantrap Be led to set the snare I love to have my sight Capped everywhere Grinder Looking for meat Grinder Wants you to eat I've held my licence It came with birth, For self reliance on this earth You take the bullet On which my name Was etched upon in your game Day of independence Stamped us like a brand Round the necks of millions To the land As the mighty eagle I need room to breathe Witness from the treadmill I take my leave Grinder Looking for meat Grinder Wants you to eat Grinder Looking for meat Grinder Wants you to eat Grinder