Review (5/5): So Jeff Beck pops his head around the door and mentions that there's a little sweet shop on the edge of town
This scent reminds me of Ozzy. The scent of No. 88 filled the room, and I had to find 1000 brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So Jeff Beck pops his head around the door and mentions that there's a little sweet shop on the edge of town, so off we go. So there's me and Keith Moon breaking into this sweet shop right, well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great Bengal Tiger! Well, I managed to take out the Tiger with a can Mace, but the shop owner and his son, that's a different story. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes!! Nasty buisness really, but sure enough, I got the M&Ms and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.