Death On Two Legs - Live, European Tour / 1979

de Queen

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 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?

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
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've 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

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