Death On Two Legs (Dedicated To...) - 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-you still want more

Misguided old mule

With your pgheaded 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 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!