Queen - Death on Two Legs (Dedicated to...) lyrics
[Queen - Death on Two Legs Dedicated to... lyrics]
(Ah) You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you breach
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
Killjoy, 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)
(Ah) 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 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?
Shark!
Death on two legs tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You never had a heart (You never did)
Of your own (Right from the start)
Insane, 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)
You break the law and you breach
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
Killjoy, 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)
(Ah) 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 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?
Shark!
Death on two legs tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You never had a heart (You never did)
Of your own (Right from the start)
Insane, 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)