Death on two legs (Dedicated To...) ( A Night at the Opera 1975 )

(Freddie Mercury)

You suck my blood like
a leech
You break the law and you preach
 [bad word] my brain till
it hurts
You’ve taken all
my money
And you
want more
Misguided old mule with your pig
 [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’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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
You’re just an overgrown schoolboy
Let me tan
your hide
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