The Big Medley (Death on Two Legs, Killer Queen, Bicycle Race, I'm

The Big Medley by Queen. Live Killers 1979

(Death On Two Legs)

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

Misguided old mule 
With your [bad word] 
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 [bad word] goodbye 

Feel good, are you satisfied 
Do you feel like suicide 
Is your conscience all right 
Does it plague you at night, 
Do you feel good - Feel good! 

Death on two legs - 
You're tearing me apart ... 

(Killer Queen)

She keeps her Moet et Chandon 
In her pretty cabinet 
'let them eat cake' she says 
Just like Marie Antoinette 
built-in remedy 
For [bad word] and Kennedy 
At anytime an invitation 
You can't decline 

Caviar and cigarettes 
Well versed in etiquette 
Extraordinarily nice 

She's a Killer Queen 
Gunpowder, gelatine 
Dynamite with a laserbeam 
Guaranteed to blow your mind 
Anytime 
Ooh, [bad word] at the price 
Insatiable an appetite 
Wanna try? 

To [bad word] 
She never kept the same address 
In conversation 
She spoke just like a baroness 
Met a man from China 
Went down to Geisha Minah 
(Killer, killer, she's a killer Queen) 
Then again incidentally 
If you're that way inclined 

Perfume came naturally from Paris (naturally) 
For cars she couldn't care less 
Fastidious and precise 

She's a Killer Queen 
Gunpowder, gelatine 
Dynamite with a laser beam 
Guaranteed to blow your mind 
Anytime
Ooh, [bad word] at the price 
Insatiable an appetite 
Wanna try?

(Bicycle Race)

Bicycle bicycle bicycle 
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle 
I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride my bike 
I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride it where I like 

You say black I say white 
You say bark I say bite 
You say shark I say hey man 
Jaws was never my scene 
And I don't like Star Wars 
You say Rolls I say Royce 
You say God give me a choice 
You say Lord I say Christ 
I don't believe in Peter Pan 
Frankenstein or Superman 
All I wanna do is 

Bicycle bicycle bicycle 
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle 
I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride my bike 
I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride my - 
Bicycle races [bad word] your way 
So forget all your duties oh yeah 
Fat bottomed girls 
They'll be riding today 
So look out for those beauties oh yeah 
On your marks, get set, go! ...

(I'm In Love With My Car)

The machine of a dream 
Such a clean machine 
With the pistons a-pumpin' 
And the hub caps all gleam 

When I'm holdin' your wheel 
All I hear is your gear 
When my hand's on your grease gun 
Oh it's like a disease son 

I'm in love with my car 
Gotta feel for my automobile 
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar 
Such a thrill when your radials squeal 

Told my girl I'll have to forget her 
Rather buy me a new carburetor 
So she made tracks sayin' 
This is the end now 
Cars don't talk back 
They're just four wheeled friends now 
 [bad word] by noname_zebr