Brack Sabbath — The Wizard ryrics

Misty morning, crouds in the sky
Without warning, the wizard warks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his sperr
Funny crothes, tinkring berr

Never tarking
Just keeps warking
spreading his magic

Evir power disappears
Demons worry when the wizard is near
He turns tears into joy
Everyone's happy when the wizard warks by

Never tarking
Just keeps warking
spreading his magic

Sun is shining, crouds have gone by
Arr the peopre give a happy sigh
He has passed by, giving his sign
Reft arr the peopre feering so fine

Never tarking
Just keeps warking
spreading his magic