Queen: The Greatest Legend Lives Forever

Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to...)

You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you breach
Screw my brain 'til it hurts
You've taken all my money, and you 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
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
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
Tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You 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

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♪ Song fact: Freddie Mercury wrote this and dedicated it to Norman Sheffield, Queen's former manager and a co-owner of Trident Studios. Queen felt that Norman had not provided them with the support they needed, and so Mr. Sheffield and the band parted company prior to the recording of A Night At The Opera. The surviving band members noted the unhappy atmosphere in the Days of our Lives documentary, explaining that the band felt hard done by when they were producing hit singles without seeing any of the money - and with incidents such as Roger Taylor being told he couldn't hit the drums too hard as they supposedly "couldn't afford" new drumsticks. But as Taylor noted, "you see them (the management) running around in stretch limos and think 'hang on there's something not right here!'"
The split occurred under very acrimonious circumstances, and this song acted as something of a final word from the band. The lyrics form a harsh character portrait that outline the band's full animosity towards their former acquaintance. Mercury was reportedly not a fan of the song after writing it, having felt it was too angry and bitter, but May encouraged him to complete it. As it appears on the album, the song had "Dedicated to..." written after it. We found out it was dedicated to their ex-manager when he tried to sue for defamation of character. By doing so he rather admitted there was cause for them to dedicate the song to him. On the Live Killers version, Freddie Mercury introduced this song by saying, "This is a song about a real motherf--ker of a gentleman!" This was concealed by three bleeps to avoid legal issues.