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Quando ho ascoltato per la prima volta questo pezzo sono rimasto fulminato. Non credevo che gli autori di Bohemian Rapsody e Somebody to Love fossero riusciti a mettere tanto furore acido e odio in maniera così perfetta e schiumosa. L'inizio è un viaggio psichedelico e allucinante in una mente rapidamente obnubilata dalla rabbia, le note di chitarra elettrica successive sono degli spilli appuntiti che trafiggono il cervello e gli grida "EHI, STRONZO, È ORA DI TIRARE FUORI LE PALLE E URLARE!".

Live:

Studio:

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 heard 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. 


Death on Two legs, una canzone scritta da Freddy Mercury, eseguita dai Queen, per noi sull'orlo di scoppiare.