Death on two legs

Death on Two Legs

Queen

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 pig headed 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’ve 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?

You talk like a big business tycoon

You’re just a hot air balloon

So no one gives you a damn

You’re just an overgrown schoolboy

Let me tan your hide

A dog with disease

You’re the king of the ‘sleaze’

Put your money where your mouth is

Mister know-all

Was the fin on your back

Part of the deal? (shark)

Death on two legs

You’re tearing me apart

Death on two legs

You’ve never had a heart (you never did) of your own (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

Then make yourself null and void

Make me feel good I feel good

De Staat der Nederlanden: Death on two legs!