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Queen - Death On Two Legs

You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you breach
You screw my brain till it hurts
You've taken all my money - you still want more

Misguided old mule
With your pigheaded rules
With narrow-minded cronies who are fool 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!

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
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-
You're tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You 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
Then make yourself null-and-void
Make me feel good
I feel good.

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