Aaaah...
You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till 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

Aah, 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, you're the king of the sleaze
Put your money where your mouth is Mr Knowall
Was the fin on your back part of the deal (a shark)

Death on two legs, tearing me apart
Death on two legs, you've never had a heart of your own
(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
Make yourself null-and-void
Make me feel good- I feel good

Piesa care deschide albumul "A Night At The Opera", "Death On Two Legs" este o satira rock indreptata impotriva fostului manager al trupei, Jack Nelson. La data cand Freddie compunea aceasta melodie, Queen tocmai rupeau intelegerea cu Trident Audio Productions, pentru a semna un contract cu EMI si cu noul manager, John Reid. Nu se stie din ce motive au rupt si contractul cu fostul manager ("you suck my blood like a leech, you break the law and you preach, screw my brain till it hurts, you've taken all my money- and you want more").

In orice caz, pamfletul hard-rock are versuri savuroase de un comic taios: "death on two legs, tearing me apart, death on two legs, you've never had a heart of your own (you never did - right from the start)" si acorduri de chitara care dovedesc, chiar de la inceput, maiestria sonora creata de degetele delicate ale lui Brian, acompaniat de basul lui John si a bateriei lui Roger. Ritmul puternic de hard-rock si linia melodica exploziva creeaza, intr-adevar, impresia unui atac virulent, un pamflet muzical de prima clasa.

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Urmatoarea melodie: Laizing On A Sunday Afternoon