Collection / Black Sabbath / The Mob Rules
Lyrics
A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul You know what to cover, I think for another it's a story told So get a good hold, yeah Regiment fooled you, you thought that you knew who you are A simple equation, that's the relation, but that's gone too far A time of suspicion, a special condition that we all know So let it all go! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Turn up the night, it feels so right! Nighttitme sorrow, taken like a pain Black will not become a white, it's all the same Evil lurks in twilight, dances in the dark Makes you need the movement, like a fire needs a spark to burn! A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul So get a good hold, yeah Turn up the night! Turn up the night! Turn up the night, it feels so right! Turn up the night! Turn up the night! If it feels right turn off the light! Turn up the night!