Queen - Death On Two Legs (Dedicated To...)

You suck my blood like a leech You break the law and you preach Screw my brain 'til it hurts You've taken all my money You still want more Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules And 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 image: 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, feel good Read more at CtvLIH71F0vv.99