>Queen, I Go Crazy

>I took my baby to see a heavy band
But I never saw my baby ’till the encore
She had the singer by the hand
I didn’t wanna cry ’cause I had to be cool
I didn’t wanna tell you that you’re too cruel
Did you have to run off with that dog-gone fool?

All I gotta do is think about you
Ev’ry night and day I go crazy
All I gotta do is get my hands on you
You better stay away from me baby

I wouldn’t mind the postman if the neighbours didn’t know
Or the gas man the electric man – man to fix the car
I’d have to let it go
But you had to bring me down for a rock ‘n roll clone
Leave me like a sucker standing all alone
Did you have to run off with that rolling stone?

All I gotta do is think about you
Ev’ry night and day I go crazy
All I gotta do is get my hands on you
You better stay away from me baby

So I ain’t gonna go and see the Rolling Stones no more
no more

I don’t wanna go see Queen no more no more

Now I don’t wanna hurt you like you been a-hurting me
But you know that I’ll be watching
Rolling on the floor next time you’re on TV
Had enough of your pretending that you know where it’s at
Coming on to all the boys like a real spoilt brat
To think that I nearly let you get away with all that
No way man

All I gotta do is think about you
Ev’ry night and day I go crazy
All I gotta do is get my hands on you

 

>Queen, Cowboys And Indians

>It’s a long fast dance

Well the long fast dance of progress

And the long slow waltz of decay

Made such a natural born couple

They settled down right here in the USA

Dream home for two in the USA

Hot jazz, cool blues, we got country

We get rock and roll all day

Like to dance, come on down get funky

That’s the way, that’s the way

That’s the way hey, hey in the USA

There’s still cowboys and indians at home on the range

But the cowboys and indians have changed – they’ve changed

We’ve got James Dean on the silver screen

We’ve got James Brown he won’t let you down

Now Elvis was the king of rock and roll

We got preacher men who want to save your soul

Got the motorcity with the Motown beat

Get hip to the beat on the hip hop street

Stars and bars and the biggest cars

And a rocket ship take you up to Mars

There’s the east coast trip where it’s real uptight

Where you work all day and you play all night

And the west coast side with the laid back scene

When you just lay back and it seems like a dream

There’s a lot of places in between

There’s Hollywood and the city by the bay

And the whole damn south down Louisiana way, way, way

That’s the way, that’s the way hey, hey in the USA

There’s still cowboys and indians at home on the range

But the cowboys and indians have changed, the’ve changed

In the land of the free and the home of the brave

The cowboys and cowgirls and indians have changed

Baby, baby, baby

That’s the way, that’s the way in the USA

Cowboys and indians…

Home on the range…

 

>Queen, The Hero

>

So you feel like you ain’t nobody
Always needed to be somebody
Put your feet on the ground
Put your hand on your heart,
Lift your head to the stars
And the World’s for your taking
(all you have to do
is save the world)

So you feel like it’s the end of the story Find it all pretty satisfactory
Well I tell you my friend
This might seem like the end
But the continuation is
Yours for the making………

 

>Queen, Bicycle Race

>

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like

You say black I say white
You say bark I say bite
You say shark I say hey man
Jaws was never my scene
And I don’t like Star Wars
You say Rolls I say Royce
You say God give me a choice
You say Lord I say Christ
I don’t believe in Peter Pan
Frankenstein or Superman
All I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle races are coming your way
So forget all your duties oh yeah!
Fat bottomed girls they’ll be riding today
So look out for those beauties oh yeah
On your marks get set go
Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race
Bicycle bicycle bicyI want to ride my bicycle
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
Bicycle race

You say coke I say caine
You say John I say Wayne
Hot dog I say cool it man
I don’t wanna be the President of America
You say smile I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax I say Jesus
I don’t wanna be a candidate
For Vietnam or Watergate
Cos all I want to do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like

 

>Queen, We Are The Champions

>I’ve paid my dues, time after time
I’ve done my sentence, but committed no crime
And bad mistakes, I’ve made a few
I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face, but I’ve come through
We are the champions-my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions, of the world
I’ve taken my bows, and my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune, and everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it’s been no bed of roses, no pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race, and I ain’t gonna lose
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions of the world
(repeat),

 

>Queen, Dragon Attack

>

Take me to the room where the red’s all red

Take me out of my head-‘s what I said

Take me to the room where the green’s all green

And from what I’ve seen it’s hot, it’s mean

Take me to the room where the beat’s all round

Gonna eat that sound -(yeah yeah yeah)

Take me to the room where the blacks all white

And the white’s are black, take me back to the shack

Low Down-She don’t take no prisoners

Go Down-Gonna give me the business

No time-Yeah chained to the rack!

Show time-Got a Dragon on my back

Show down-Go find another customer

Slow down-I gotta make my way