
It would later be easier to have outside-your-peer musical taste when I transitioned from metal to punk, because that was what punk was all about.

Side note: I was once at one of those parent-hosted parties at my cousin’s house where a bunch of awkward kids hang out in a garage drinking Mountain Dew, and I was all of 13 or 14, when what must have been the Stuck Mojo version of this song came on (based on the rough time period of 1997 to 1999), and I wanted SOMEONE to be as excited as I was that a Black Sabbath song was on, but nobody my age gave a shit about the same kind of metal I did. Writing a stoner anthem like this is at least a misdemeanor as far as those things are concerned, not because it’s a bad song (the lyrics are a bit goofy, but there’s some awesome guitar from Tony Iommi) but because this is the Sabbath song stoners talk about. Laura and I discussed in the last Drabbath podcast our desire for a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy of drug use, where you can only be arrested for possession if you’re a dick about it. But yeah, sure, Jesus was “just alright” with them. Case in point: notorious Satanists, The Doobie Brothers, known for their blood rituals on the road just as much as the husky but soulful vocals of Michael McDonald. This is where Sabbath hits a preachy stride, even talking about Jesus at some point are other, which is exactly what a stoned person who was being accused of Satanism would write about. The rest of Master of Reality isn’t so overt about drug use, but the lyrics on it are roughly as subtle. We’re going to open an album with a post-bong rip cough, followed by a loving tribute to pot and how no one else gets it, maaaaaaaan.”īy the time Vol 4 came around, they were writing songs about cocaine. Then on Master of Reality, they really decided to cut the shit and flat out write a song that says “We smoke a lot of pot.

Then Paranoid had “Fairies Wear Boots”, a song with more psychedelic, hallucinatory lyrics that was somehow about Ozzy and Geezer getting stoned and getting their asses kicked by skinheads.

Basically they got stoned, thought somebody looked like a wizard, and wrote a song about the fake pot wizard. On each Sabbath album thus far, there’s a song about lighting up. Lyrical subtlety is not Black Sabbath’s strong suit.
