Paroles Death on two legs

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Paroles Queen - Death on two legs

   

You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you breach
You Screw my brain till it hurts
You've taken all my money - you still want more

Misguided old mule
With your pigheaded riles
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

Talk like a big business tycoon
But you're just a hot-air balloon
So now one gives you a damn
You're just an overgrown school-boy
Let me tan your hide

A dog with disease
King of the sleaze
Put your money where your mind 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 of your own
(you never did, 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-oid
Make me feel good
I feel good