Queen - Death On Two Legs (dedicated to......) (A Night at the Opera)
Queen - Death On Two Legs (dedicated to......) (A Night at the Opera)
Death On Two Legs (dedicated to......)
Written by Freddie Mercury
Aah
You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till it hurts
You've taken all my money - and you want more
Misguided old mule
With your pigheaded rules
With your narrow-minded cronies who are fools
Of the first division
Death on two legs
You're tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You never had a heart of your own
Kill joy, bad guy
Big talking, small fry
You're just an old barrow-boy
Have you found a new toy to replace me
Can you face me
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Feel good, are you satisfied ?
Do you feel like suicide (I think you should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night
Do you feel good - feel good
Aah
Talk like a big business tycoon
But you're just a hot-air balloon
So no one gives you a damn
You're just an overgrown school-boy
Let me tan your hide
A dog with disease
You're the king of the 'sleaze'
Put your money where your mouth is Mr. know all
Was the fin on your back part of the deal...(a shark!)
Death on two legs
Tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You've never had a heart of your own
(You never did, right from the start)
Insane, you should be put inside
You're a sewer-rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
Should be made unemployed
Make yourself null-and-void
Make me feel good
I feel good
Queen - Death on two legs (dedicated to......) (1975) (03:43)
TESTO ORIGINALE Aah You suck my blood like a leech You break the law and you preach Screw my brain
till it hurts You've taken all my money - and you want more Misguided old mule With your pigheaded
rules With your narrow-minded cronies who are fools Of the first division Death on two legs You're
tearing me apart Death on two legs You never had a heart of your own Kill joy, bad guy Big talking,
small fry You're just an old barrow-boy Have you found a new toy to replace me Can you face me But
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