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A Night At The Opera

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Statistiche di 'A Night At The Opera':

Data di pubblicazione: 21 novembre 1975 (UK), 2 dicembre 1975 (USA)
Entrato Nelle Classifiche: 13 dicembre 1975
Posizione più alta: 1° (UK), 4° (USA)
Riconoscimenti: Disco di Platino (UK); disco d'Oro (USA)
Settimane Di Permanenza In Classifica: 50 (UK), 56 (USA)
Idea di copertina: Mercury
Produttore/i: Roy Thomas Baker, Queen
Etichetta : EMI
Numero di catalogo (UK) : EMTC 103/CDP7 46207 2
Singoli estratti: Bohemian Rhapsody (1° in UK), You're My Best Friend (7° in UK)
Note:
  • All'epoca, fu etichettato come il disco più costoso della storia del rock e  fu registrato in 6 differenti 'studios' in un periodo di 5 mesi. Solo per il missaggio delle trame melodrammatiche e operistiche (200 sovrapposizioni vocali) di Bohemian Rhapsody ci vollero 2 settimane;
  • Il titolo dell'album prende spunto da un film dei fratelli Marx;
  • Death On Two Legs, è "implicitamente" dedicata a Norman Sheffield, vecchio (ed odiato) manager dei Queen;
  • L'edizione rimasterizzata della Hollywood Records contiene come bonus tracks I'm In Love With My Car (1991 remix) e You're My Best Friend (1991 remix).
 

TrackList:

1. Death On Two Legs (Dedicated to...) (Mercury)
2. Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon (Mercury)
3. I'm In Love With My Car (Taylor)
4. You're My Best Friend (Deacon)
5. '39 (May)
6. Sweet Lady (May)
7. Seaside Rendezvous (Mercury)
8. The Prophet's Song (May)
9. Love Of My Life (Mercury)
10. Good Company (May)
11. Bohemian Rhapsody (Mercury)
12. God Save The Queen (trad. arr. May)

 

 

Death On Two Legs (Dedicated To...)

Aah
You suck my blood 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 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 - I 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. 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 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, make yourself null-and-void
Make me feel good
I feel good
 
 
Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon
 
I go out to work on Monday morning
Tuesday I go off to honeymoon
I'll be back again before if's time for sunny-down
I'll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon

Bicycling on every Wednesday evening
Thursday I go waltzing to the zoo
I come from London town, I'm just an ordinary guy
Fridays I go painting in the Louvre
I'm bound to be proposing on a Saturday night
(There he goes again)
I'll lazing on a Sunday - ooh
lazing on a Sunday - ooh
lazing on a Sunday (Sunday) afternoon
 
 
I'm In Love With My Car
 
Oooh
The machine of a dream, such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin', and the hubcaps all gleam
When I'm holding your wheel, all I hear is your gear
When my hand's on your grease gun
Mmm it's like a disease son
I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar,
Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl I'll have to forget her,
Rather buy me a new carburettor,
So she made tracks sayin' this is the and now,
Cars don't talk back they're just four wheeled friends now

When I'm holding your wheel, all I hear is your gear,
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive,
Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive,

I'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile,
I'm in love with my car, string back gloves in my automolove!
 
(Le note del brano riportano la scritta:
"Dedicated to Johnathan Harris, boy racer to the end")
 
You're My Best Friend
 
Ooo, you make me live
Whatever this world can give to me
It's you, you're all see
Ooo, you make me live now honey
Ooo, you make me live

Oh you're the best friend - that I never had
I've been with you such a long time
You're my sunshine
And I want you to know that my feelings are true
I really love you - ooh
Oh you're my best friend

Ooo, you make me live
Ooh I've been wandering 'round
But I still come back to you - (still come back to you)
In rain or shine you've stood by me girl
I'm happy at home (happy at home)
You're my best friend

Ooh, you make me live
Whenever this world is cruel to me
I got you, to help me forgive - oo ooooh
Ooh, you make me live now honey
Ooh, you make me live

Oh you're the first one
When things turn out bad
I know I'll never be lonely
You're my only one
And I love the things, I really love the things that you do
Oh you're my best friend

Ooo, you make me live

I'm happy at home (happy at home)
Oh oh you're my best friend
Ooh you make me live
You, you're my best friend
 
 
'39
In the year of '39 assembled here the Volunteers
In the days when lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen

And the night followed day
And the story tellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear my calling you?
Write your letter in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue
The Volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey, to a new home we'll away
But my love this cannot be
For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes in your eyes cry to me
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear my calling you?
Write your letter in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear my calling you
All the letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand

For my life
Still ahead
Pity Me
 
 
Sweet Lady
 
You call me up and treat me like a dog
You call me up and tear me up inside
You've got me on a lead
You bring me down, you shout around
You don't believe that I'm alone - ooh

Sweet Lady
Sweet Lady
Sweet Lady... Stay sweet.

You say:
"You call me up and feed me all the lines"
"You call me sweet like I'm some kind of cheese
Waiting on the shelf"
"You eat me up,
You hold me down
I'm just a fool to make you a home"

"And you say:
Sweet Lady
Sweet Lady
Sweet Lady... Stay sweet"

My Sweet Lady
Though it seems like we wait forever
Stay sweet baby
Believe and we've got everything we need
 
 
Seaside Rendezvous
 
Seaside - whenever you stroll along with me
I'm merely contemplating what you feel inside
Meanwhile I ask you to be my Clementine
You say you do if you did but you daren't
I love you madly
Let my imagination run away with you gladly
A brand new angle - highly commendable -
Seaside rendezvous

I feel so romantic - can we do it again
Can we do it again sometime - (ooh I'd like that)
Fantastic, c'est la vie mesdames et messieurs
And at the peak of the season,
Mediterranean - this time of year - it's so fashionable
I feel like dancing - in the rain
Can I have a volunteer - (just keep on dancing)
Dancing - what a damn jolly-good idea
It's such a jollification - as a matter of fact
So trés charmant my dear

Underneath the moonlight - ooh
Together we'll sail across the sea
Reminiscing every night
Meantime - (and in the meantime baby)
I ask you to be my Valentine
You say you'd have to tell your daddy if you can
I'll be your Valentino
We'll ride upon an omnibus and then the casino
Get a new facial - Highly sensational
Seaside Rendezvous - so adorable,
Seaside Rendezvous - ooh
Seaside Rendezvous - give us a kiss!
 
 
The Prophet's Song
 
Oh Oh people of the earth
Listen to the warning the seer he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man

I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair
Spreading his hands on the multitude there
A man who cried for a love gone-stale
And ice-cold hearts of charity bare
I watched as fear took the old men's gaze
Hopes of the young in troubled graves
I see no day, I heard him say
So grey is the face of every mortal.

Oh Oh people of the earth
Listen to the warning
The prophet he said
For soon the cold of night will fall
Summoned by your own hand

Oh Oh children of the land
Quicken to the new life
Take my hand
Fly and find the new green bough
Return like the white dove

He told of death as a bone white haze
Taking the lost and the unloved babe
Late too late all the wretches run
These kings of beasts now counting their days
From mother's love is the son estranged
Married his own his precious gain
The earth will shake in two will break
And death all around will be your dowry

Oh Oh people of the earth
Listen to the warning the seer he said
For those who hear and mark my words
Listen to the good plan.

Oh Oh - and two by two my human zoo
They'll be -running for to come, running for to come
Out of the rain

Oh flee for your life
Who heed me not, let all your treasure make you
Fear for your life
Deceive me not the fires of hell will take you
Should death await you

God give you grace to purge this place
And peace all around may be your fortune.

Oh Oh children of the land
Love is still the answer, take my hand
The vision fades, a voice I hear
"Listen to the Madman!"

But still I fear and still dare not
Laugh at the Madman
 
 
Love Of My Life
 
Love of my life - you've hurt me
You've broken my heart and now you leave me
Love of my life can't you see,
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me, because
You don't know
What it means to me

Love of my life don't leave me
You've taken my love, you now desert me
Love of my life can't you see
(Please) - bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me, because
You don't know
What it means to me

You won't remember
When this is blown over
And everything's all by the way - ooh
When I get older
I will be there at your side to remind you
how I still love you -  I still love you
Back - hurry back,
Please bring it back home to me
Because you don't know what it means to me
Love of my life
Love of my life ...ooh ooh
 
 
Good Company

Take good care of what you've got
My father said to me
As he puffed his pipe and Baby B.
He dandled on his knee
Don't fool with fools who'll turn away
Keep all Good Company
Oo Hoo Oo Hoo
Take care of those you call your own
And keep Good Company

Soon I grew and happy too
My very good friends and me
We'd play all day with Sally J.
The girl from number four
And very soon I begged her won't you
Keep me Company
Oo Hoo Oo Hoo
Come marry me for evermore we'll
Be Good Company.

Now marriage is an institution sure
My wife and I our needs and nothing more
All my friends by a year
By and by disappeared
But we're safe enough behind our door.

I flourished in my humble trade
My reputation grew
The work devoured my waking hours
But when my time was through
Reward of all my efforts my own
Limited Company

I hardly noticed Sally as we
Parted Company
All through the years in the end it appears
There was never really anyone but me

Now I'm old puff my pipe
But no - one's there to see
I ponder on the lesson of
My life's insanity
Take care of those you call your own
And Keep Good Company
 
 
Bohemian Rhapsody

 
Is this the real life -
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality.
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see..
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy -
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
- To me -,

Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away -
Mama, ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all -

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me -
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo figaro - Magnifico - oh oh ohoh
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me -
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go -, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go - let him go!
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia,
Mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me -
For me...

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh Baby - Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows...
 
 
God Save The Queen
- strumentale -





 
 

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SCRIPTA MANENT
 
"L'impressione è quella di grande potenza sonora, musica ad ampio respiro e liriche solide e incisive. Per quanto mi riguarda ho ancora i brividi lungo la schiena e se vi piace la buona musica non abbiate paura di apparire sciocchi e andate ad ascoltarvi questo disco"
- Melody Maker
 
 
Per "You're My Best Friend"
 
"Sarà un'autentica bomba. Splendide armonie vocali, struggenti accordi di chitarra e Freddie in superba forma vocale. Numero uno all'istante!"
- Sounds

 
 
...IN QUESTO ALBUM...
 
Freddie Mercury - voce, pianoforte                 
Brian May - chitarre, arpa, ukulele, voce, cori
Roger Taylor - percussioni, voce, cori
John Deacon - basso, pianoforte                                

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