Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to…)
Queen"Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to…)" is a song by Queen, released in 1975 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:39 long and contains 44 lines and 252 words.
1:06You suck my blood like a leech
1:08You break the law and you breach
1:10Screw my brain till it hurts you've taken all my money
1:16And you want more
1:20Misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
1:23With your narrow-minded cronies who are fools
1:28Of the first division
1:31Death on two legs
1:34You're tearing me apart
1:39Death on two legs
1:42You never had a heart of your own
1:47Kill joy bad guy
1:50Big talking small fry
1:53You're just an old barrow boy
1:56Have you found a new toy to replace me
1:59Can you face me
2:01But now you can kiss my a*s goodbye
2:05Feel good are you satisfied
2:09Do you feel like suicide
2:12I think you should
2:13Is your conscience all right
2:14Does it plague you at night
2:16Do you feel good
2:19Feel good
2:44Talk like a big business tycoon
2:47But you're just a hot-air balloon
2:49So no one gives you a d**n
2:51You're just an overgrown schoolboy
2:54Let me tan your hide
2:59A dog with disease you're the king of the sleaze
3:02Put your money where your mouth is Mr Know All
3:06Was the fin on your back part of the deal shark
3:11Death on two legs
3:14You're tearing me apart
3:19Death on two legs
3:21You never had a heart
3:23You never did
3:24Of your own
3:24Right from the start
3:26Insane should be put inside
3:29You're a sewer rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
3:33Should be made unemployed then make yourself null and void
3:37Make me feel good
3:39I feel good
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 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 a*s 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 d**n 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 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 then make yourself null and void Make me feel good I feel good
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