Death On Two Legs

Dream Theater

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    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

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    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?

    You 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
    Mister 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 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

    Song details

    Composition: Freddie Mercury

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