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Under Wheels of Confusion: 1970–1987
Disc 1
01. Black Sabbath
02. The Wizard
03. N.I.B.
04. Evil Woman
05. Wicked World
06. War Pigs
07. Paranoid
08. Iron Man
09. Planet Caravan
10. Hand of Doom
11. Sweet Leaf
12. After Forever
13. Children of the Grave
Disc 2
01. Into the Void
02. Lord of This World
03. Orchid
04. Supernaut
05. Tomorrows Dream
06. Wheels of Confusion
07. Changes
08. Snowblind
09. Laguna Sunrise
10. Cornucopia (live)
11. Sabbath Bloody Sabbath
12. Killing Yourself to Live
13. Hole in the Sky
14. Am I Going Insane (Radio)
Disc 3
01. The Writ
02. Symptom of the Universe
03. Dirty Women
04. Back Street Kids
05. Rock 'n' Roll Doctor
06. She's Gone
07. A Hard Road
08. Never Say Die
09. Neon Knights
10. Heaven and Hell
11. Die Young
12. Lonely Is the Word
Disc 4
01. Turn Up the Night
02. Sign of the Southern Cross
03. Falling Off the Edge of the World
04. The Mob Rules (live)
05. Voodoo (live)
06. Digital Bitch
07. Trashed
08. Hotline
09. In for the Kill
10. Seventh Sign
11. Heart Like a Wheel
12. The Shining
13. Eternal Idol
What you gonna do
Time's caught up with you
Now you wait your turn
You know there's no return

Take your written rules
You join the other fools
Turn to something new
Now it's killing you

First it was the bomb
Vietnam napalm
Disillusioning
You push the needle in

From life you escape
Reality's black drape
Colors in your mind
Satisfy your time

Oh you, you know you must be blind
To do such things like this
To take the sweet that you don't know
You're giving Death a kiss
Poor little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure
Your body's looking ill
To you it's shallow leisure
So drop the acid pill
Don't stop to think now

You're having a good time baby
But that won't last
Your mind's all full of things
You're living too fast

Go out, enjoy yourself
Don't bottle it in
You need someone to help you
Stick the needle in, yeah

Now you know the scene
Your skin starts turning green
Your eyes no longer seeing
Life's reality

Push the needle in
Face death's sickly grin
Holes are in your skin
Caused by deadly pin

Head starts spinning 'round
You fall down to the ground
Feel your body heave
Death hand starts to weave

It's too late to turn
You don't want to learn
Price of life you hide
Now you're gonna die!