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 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? 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 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've never had a heart (you never did) of your own (right from the start) Insane Should be put inside You're a sewer rat Decaying in a cesspool of pride Should be made unemployed Make yourself null and void Make me feel good I feel good
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 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? 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 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've never had a heart (you never did) of your own (right from the start) Insane Should be put inside You're a sewer rat Decaying in a cesspool of pride Should be made unemployed Make yourself null and void Make me feel good I feel good
A música "Death on Two Legs" foi escrita pelo Freddie Mercury especificamente sobre o ex-gerente da banda Queen, Norman Sheffield.
Norman Sheffield era co-proprietário dos Trident Studios, a gravadora onde os primeiros álbuns do Queen foram gravados.
A letra da canção surgiu porque a banda sentiu que Sheffield não lhe forneceu o suporte necessário durante seu tempo juntos.
A separação entre o Queen e Norman Sheffield ocorreu sob circunstâncias muito hostis e acaloradas.
A faixa serviu como uma espécie de última palavra ou despedida final da banda para o seu antigo gerente.
O título da música faz referência direta à figura de Norman Sheffield, refletindo o ressentimento da banda com ele.
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