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Queen > Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy > 2 - Death On Two Legs

Death on two legs
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 heard 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!




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