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Sheer Heart Attack -- 1974 Brighton Rock -- Brian May Happy little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday A happy pair they made, so decorously laid 'Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade "It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air I'll weave my spell" "Jenny will you stay -- tarry with me pray Nothing 'ere need come between us tell me love, what do you say" "Oh no I must away to my Mum in disarray If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air I'll say farewell" CHORUS O Rock of Ages, do not crumble, love is breathing still O Lady Moon, shine down a little people magic if you will Jenny pines away, writes a letter everyday "We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase" "Oh no I'm compromised, I must apologise If my lady should discover how I spent my holidays..." Killer Queen -- Freddie Mercury She keeps Moet et Chandon In her pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy For Khruschev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can't decline Caviar and cigarettes Well versed in etiquette Extraordinarily nice CHORUS She's a Killer Queen Gunpowder, gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? To avoid complications She never kept the same address In conversation She spoke just like a baroness Met a man from China Went down to Geisha Minah Then again incidentally If you're that way inclined Perfume came naturally from Paris For cars she couldn't care less Fastidious and precise CHORUS Drop of a hat she's as willing as Playful as a pussy cat Then momentarily out of action Temporarily out of gas To absolutely drive you wild, wild... She's all out to get you CHORUS Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? You wanna try... Tenement Funster -- Roger Taylor My new purple shoes, bin' amazin' the people next door And my rock'n roll 45's, bin' enragin' the folks on the lower floor I got a way with the girls on my block Try my best be a real individual And when we go down to Smokies and rock They line up like it's some kinda ritual Oh give me a good guitar, and you can say that my hair's a disgrace Or, just give me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place I like the good things in life But most of the best things ain't free And this same situation, just cuts like a knife When you're young, and you're poor, and you're crazy But oh, give me a good guitar, and you can say that my hair's a disgrace Or, just give me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place Flick of the Wrist -- Freddie Mercury Dislocate your spine if you don't sign he says I'll have you seeing double Mesmerize you when he's tongue-tied Simply with those eyes Synchronize your minds and see The beast within him rise Don't look back Don't look back It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist -- he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head He's taken an arm and taken a leg AAll this time honey Baby you've been had. Intoxicate your brain with what I'm saying If not you'll lie in knee-deep trouble Prostitute yourself he says Castrate your human pride Sacrefice your leisure days Let me squeeze you till you've dried Don't look back Don't look back It's a rip-off Work my fingers to my bones I scream with pain I still make no impression Seduce you with his money-make machine Cross-collateralize, (big-time money, money) Reduce you to a muzak-fake machine Then the last goodbye It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist -- he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head He's taken an arm, and taken a leg All this time honey Baby you've been had Lilly of the Valley -- Freddie Mercury I am forever searching high and low But why does everybody tell me no Neptune of the seas Have you an answer for me please And the lily of the valley doesn't know I lie in wait with open eyes I carry on through stormy skies I follow every course My kingdom for a horse But Each time I grow old Serpent of the Nile Relieve me for a while And cast me from your spell and let me go Messenger from Seven Seas has flown To tell the King of Rhy he's lost his throne Wars will never cease Is there time enough for peace But the lily of the valley doesn't know Now I'm Here -- Brian May Here I stand Look around around around But you won't see me Now I'm here, Now I'm there, I'm just a... Just a new man Yes you made me live again A baby I was when you took my hand And the light of the night burned bright And the people all stared didn't understand But you knew my name on sight Whatever came of you and me America's new bride to be -- don't worry baby I'm safe and sound Down in the dungeon just Peaches 'n' me Don't I love her so A thin moon me in a smoke-screen sky Where the beams of your lovelight chase Don't move, don't speak, don't feel no pain With a rain running down my face Your matches still light up the sky And many a tear lives on in my eye Down in the city just Hoople 'n' me Don't I love him so Whatever comes of you and me I love to leave my memory with you Now I'm here Think I'll stay around around around We'll be down in the city justa you 'n' me Don't I love you so In the Lap of the Gods -- Freddie Mercury I live my life for you Think all my thoughts with you, Anything you ask I do, for you and only you I touch your lips with mine But in the end I leave it to the lords Leave it in the lap of the Gods What more can I do Leave it in the lap of the Gods I leave it to you Leave it in the lap of the Gods Leave it in the lap of the Gods I want you to Leave it in the lap of the Gods Lap of the Gods Stone Cold Crazy -- Freddie Mercury, Brian May, Roger Taylor, John Deacon Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outa town I'm smelling like a dry fish bone Here come the law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry me away once more Never, never, never get it any more Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon and I'm playing on my slide trombone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet with my rubber tommy water gun Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and getta me I gotta get me up and run They got the sirens loose I ran right outa juice They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven Will they let me go to hell Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Dear Friends -- Brian May So dear friends your love has gone Only tears to dwell upon I dare not say as the wind must blow So a love is lost, a love is won Go to sleep and dream again Soon your hopes will rise and then From all this gloom life can start anew And there'll be no crying soon Misfire -- John Deacon Don't you misfire Fill me up With the desire To carry on Don't you know honey, that love's a game It's always hit or miss, so take your aim Got to hold on tight, shoot me out of sight Don't you misfire... Don't you misfire... Your gun is loaded, and pointed my way There's only one bullet, so don't delay Got to time it right, fire me through the night Come on, take a shot Fire me higher Don't you miss this time Please don't misfire, misfire Bring Back That Leroy Brown -- Freddie Mercury CHORUS: Bring back, bring back Bring back that Leroy Brown -- yeah Bring back, bring back Gotta bring that Leroy Brown -- back Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy -- yeah, yeah Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outa town -- well I gotta getty up, steady up shoot him down Gotta hit that latitude -- babe CHORUS REPEAT Big bad Leroy Brown he got no common sense -- no, no He got no brains but he sure gotta lot of style Can't stand no more of this here jail I gotta rid myself of this sentence Gotta get out the heat, step into the shade Gotta get me there dead or alive -- babe Wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy, wooh, wooh, Wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy -- Brown -- well CHORUS REPEAT Big Mama Lulu Bell he had nervous breakdown (She had a nervous breakdown) Leroy's taken her honey chile away But she met him down at the station Put a shotgun to his head And unless I be mistaken This is what she said "Big bad, big boy, big bad Leroy Brown I'm gonna get that cutie pie" CHORUS REPEAT Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation -- yeah, yeah Gone and got himself elected president (We want Leroy for President) Next time, you gotta hit a bitty baddy weather This time, like a shimmy, shammy leather He's a big boy, bad boy, Leroy I don't care where you get him from Bring that big bad Leroy back Want him back She Makes Me (stormtrooper in stilettoes) -- Brian May I love She makes me She is my heart She is my love I know I'm jealous of her She makes me need She is my love Who knows who she'll make me As I lie in her cocoon And the world will surely heal my ills I'm warm and terrified She makes me so I know the day I leave her I'll love her still She is my love She is my love She knows where my dreams will end I'll follow as they grow But the world will know how long I'll take And if I'm very slow she makes me so She is my love In the Lap of the Gods...revisited -- Freddie Mercury It's so easy, but I can't do it So risky -- But I gotta chance it It's so funny, there's nothing to laugh about My money, that's all you wanna talk about I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool No beginning, there's no ending There's no meaning in my pretending Believe me, life goes on and on and on Forgive me when I ask you where do I belong You say I can't set you free from me But that's not true It's in the lap of the Gods I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods Wo wo la la la wo Wo wo la la Wah wah ooh But that's not true It's in the lap of the Gods.

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