Osbourne freely admits that his dizzying life of excess should have killed him.
I\'m just John Osbourne: a working-class kid from Aston, who quit his job in the factory and went looking for a good time..
But I ain\'t the devil .
I\'ve always been drawn to the dark side, me.
I\'ve done some bad things in my time.
A lot of it ain\'t gonna be pretty.
But here I am: ready to tell my story, in my own words, for the first time.
When I was growing up, if you\'d have put me up against a wall with the other kids from my street and asked me which one of us was gonna make it to the age of sixty, which one of us would end up with five kids and four grandkids and houses in Buckinghamshire and Beverly Hills, I wouldn\'t have put money on me, no f**king way.
People ask me how come I\'m still alive, and I don\'t know what to say.
Then I almost died while riding over a bump on a quad bike at f**king two miles per hour.
I\'ve been accused of attempted murder.
I survived a direct hit by a plane, suicidal overdoses, STDs.
I took lethal combinations of booze and drugs for thirty f**king years.
Every day of my life has been an event.
It haunts me, all this crazy stuff.
I shot the chickens in my house that night.
And the chickens.
I\'ve killed a few cows in my time, mind you.
I\'ve got eighteen of the f**king things at home. .\' Now me , kill fifteen puppies? I love puppies. .
But then you hear things like, \'Ozzy went to the show last night, but he wouldn\'t perform until he\'d killed fifteen puppies . \'He bit the head off a dove.\' Yes.
I mean, okay: \'He bit the head off a bat.\' Yes.
They\'ve said some crazy things about me over the years.
But here I am: ready to tell my story, in my own words, for the first time. . . .
People ask me how come I\'m still alive, and I don\'t know what to say.
Osbourne freely admits that his dizzying life of excess should have killed him
