Teкcт пecни исполнителя Queen - Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to...)
You suck my blood like a leech, you break the law and you preach 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?
You 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, mister 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 you 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
Супружеская пара на концерте в филармонии. Муж с восхищением смотрит на сопранку, исполняющую алябьевского "Соловья". - О, какая изумительная колоратура! - Старый пошляк... Лучше бы слушал, как она поет.
