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A Night At The Opera Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to....) -- Freddie Mercury You suck my blood like a leech You break the law and you breach Screw my brain till it hurts You've taken all my money -- you still want more, Misguided old mule With your pigheaded 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 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 no 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 mouth 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, 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. Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon -- Freddie Mercury I go out to work on Monday morning Tuesday I go off to honeymoon I'll be back again before it's time for sunny'down, I'll be lazing on a Sunday Afternoon Bicycling on every Wednesday evening Thursday I go waltzing to the Zoo I came from London town, I'm just an ordinary guy, Fridays I go painting in the Louvre I'm bound to be proposing on a Saturday night (There he goes again) I'll be lazing on a Sunday lazing on a Sunday lazing on a Sunday Afternoon. I'm In Love With My Car -- Roger Taylor (Dedicated to Johnathan Harris, boy racer to the end) The machine of a dream, such a clean machine, With the pistons a pumpin', and the hubcaps all gleam. When I'm holding 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 just had to forget her, Rather buy me a new carburettor, So she made tracks sayin' this is the end now, Cars don't talk back they're just four wheeled friends now, When I'm holding your wheel, All I hear is your gear, When I'm cruisin' in overdrive, Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive, I'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile, I'm in love with my car, string back gloves in my automolove! You're My Best Friend -- John Deacon Ooo, you make me live whatever this world can give to me It's you, you're all I see Ooo, you make me live now honey Ooo, you make me live Yo're the best friend that I ever had I've been with you such a long time You're my sunshine And I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you You're my best friend Ooo, you make me live I've been wondering round But I still come back to you In rain or shine You've stood by me girl I'm happy, happy at home You're my best friend Ooo, you make me live whenever this world is cruel to me I got you, to help me forgive Ooo, you make me live now honey Ooo, you make me live. You're the first one When things turn out bad You know I'll never be lonely You're my only one And I love The things that you do You're my best friend Ooo, you make me live. I'm happy, happy at home You're my best friend You're my best friend Ooo, you make me live You, you're my best friend. Sweet Lady -- Brian May You call me up and treat me like a dog You call me up and tear me up inside You've got me on a lead You bring me down You shout around You don't believe that I'm alone. Sweet Lady Sweet Lady Sweet Lady...Stay sweet. You say "You call me up and feed me all the lines "You call me sweet like I'm some kind of cheese "Waiting on the shelf "You eat me up "You hold me down "I'm just a fool to make you a home "And you say "Sweet Lady "Sweet Lady "weet Lady...Stay sweet" My Sweet lady Though it seems like we wait forever Stay sweet baby Believe and we've got everything we need. Seaside Rendezvous -- Freddie Mercury Seaside - whenever you stroll along with me I'm merely contemplating what you feel inside Meanwhile I ask you to be my Clemintine -- You say you'd have to tell your daddy if you can -- I love you madly -- Let my imagination run away with you gladly -- A brand new angle -- highly commendable -- Seaside Rendezvous -- I feel so romantic -- can we do it again Can we do it again sometime, Fantastic, c'est la vie mesdames et messieurs, And at the peak of the season, the Mediterranean --, this time of year, it's so fashionable, I feel like dancing -- in the rain, All I need is a volunteer -- Dancing -- what a damn jolly good idea -- It's such a jollification -- as a matter of fact, so tres sharmant my dear -- Underneath the moonlight - together we'll sail across the sea -- reminiscing every night Meantime -- I ask you to be my valentine You say you do if you did but you daren't I'll be your Valentino -- We'll ride upon an omnibus and then the casino -- get a new facial -- so sensational -- Seaside Rendezvous -- so adorable, Seaside Rendezvous -- Seaside Rendezvous -- The Prophet's Song -- Brian May Oh Oh people of the earth Listen to the warning The seer he said Beware the storm that gathers here Listen to the wise man. I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair Spreading his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love gone stale And ice cold hearts of charity bare. I watched as fear took the old men's gaze Hopes of the young in troubled graves I see no day, I heard him say So grey is the face of every mortal. Oh Oh people of the earth Listen to the warning The prophet he said For soon the cold of night will fall Summoned by your own hand. Oh Oh children of the land Quicken to the new life Take my hand Fly and find the new green bough Return like the white dove. He told of death as a bone white haze Taking the lost and the unloved babe Late too late all the wretches run These kings of beasts now counting their days. From mother's love is the son estranged Married his own his precious gain The earth will shake in two will break And death all around will be your dow'ry Oh oh people of the earth Listen to the warning the seer he said For those who hear and mark my words Listen to the good plan. Oh Oh -- and two by two my human zoo They'll be running for to come running for to come out of the rain Flee for your life Who heed me not, let all your treasure make you Fear for your life Deceive you not the fires of hell will take you Should death await you. God give you trace to purge this place And peace all around may be your fortune. Oh Oh children of the land Love is still the answer, take my hand The vision fades, a voice I hear "Listen to the Madman!" But still I fear and still dare not Laugh at the Madman. Love Of My Life -- Freddie Mercury Love of my life -- you've hurt me, You've broken my heart and now you leave me, Love of my life can't you see, Bring it back, bring it back Don't take it away from me, because you don't know --, what it means to me. Love of my life don't leave me, You've taken my love, you now desert me, Love of my life can't you see, Bring it back, bring it back, Don't take it away from me because you don't know -- what it means to me. You won't remember -- When this is blown over And everything's all by the way -- When I get older I will be there at your side to remind you how I still love you -- still love you. Back -- hurry back, Please bring it back home to me, because you don't know what it means to me -- Love of my life Love of my life... Good Company -- Brian May Take good care of what you've got My father said to me As he puffed his pipe and Baby B. He dandled on his knee Don't fool with fools who'll turn away Keep all Good Company Oo Hoo Oo Hoo Take care of those you call your own And keep Good Company Soon I grew and happy too My very good friends and me We'd play all day with Sally J. The girl from number four And very soon I begged her won't you Keep me Company Oo Hoo Oo Hoo Come marry me for evermore we'll Be Good Company. Now marriage is an institution sure My wife and I our needs and nothing more All my friends by a year By and by disappeared But we're safe enough behind our door. I flourished in my humble trade My reputation grew the work devoured my waking hours But when my time was through Reward of all my efforts my own Limited Company I hardly noticed Sally as we Parted Company All through the years in the end it appears There was never really anyone but me Now I'm old I puff my pipe But no-one's there to see I ponder on the lesson of My life's insanity Take care of those you call your own And Keep Good Company Bohemian Rhapsody -- Freddie Mercury Is this the real life -- Is this just fantasy -- Caught in a landslide -- No escape from reality -- Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see -- I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy -- Because I'm easy come, easy go, A little high, little low, Anywayt the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, --to me--, Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead, Mama, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away -- Mama, ooo, Didn't mean to make you cry -- If I'm not back again this time tomorrow -- Cary on, carry on, as if nothing really matters -- Too late, my time has come, Sends shivers down my spine -- Body's aching all the time, Goodbye everybody -- I've got to go -- Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth -- Mama, ooo -- I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all -- I see a little silhouetto of a man, Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango -- Thunderbolt and lightning -- very very frightening me -- Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo Gallileo figaro -- Magnifico -- But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me -- He's just a poor boy from a poor family -- Spare him his life from this monstrosity -- Easy come easy go--, will you let me go -- Bismillah! No--, we will not let you go -- let him go Bismillah! No--, we will not let you go -- let him go Bismillah! No--, we will not let you go -- let him go Will not let you go -- let me go Will not let you go -- let me go No, no, no, no, no, no, no -- Mama mia mama mia, mama mia let me go -- Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me -- for me -- So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye -- So you think you can love me and leave me to die -- Oh Baby -- Can't do this to me baby -- Just gotta get out -- just gotta get right outta here -- Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters --, nothing really matters to me, Anyway the wind blows...

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