Brighton Rock
Happy
little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday A happy pair they made, so decorously laid 'Neath
the gay illumination all alone the promenade "It's so good to know there's still the little magic in the air I'll leave
my spell"
"Jenny will you stay - tarry with me pray Nothing 'ere need
come between us
Tell me love, what do you say" "Oh, no I must away to my Mum in
disarray If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air I'll
say farewell"
Coro: Oh Rock of Ages, do not crumble, love is breathing still Oh Lady Moon, shine down
A little people Magic if you will
Jenny pines away, write
a letter everyday "We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase" "Oh, no I'm compromised, I must apologies If
my lady should discover how I spent my holiday..."
Ooh ooh ooh
Killer Queen
She keeps
Moet et Chandon In her pretty cabinet `Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy
for Khrushchev and Kennedy At any time invitation you can't decline Caviar and cigarettes well versed in etiquette
Extraordinary nice
Coro:
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam (pa pa pa paah)
Guaranteed to blow your mind - anytime
Ooh recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
To avoid complication she never kept the same address
In conversation - she spoke just like a baroness Met a man from
China Went down to Geisha Minah Then again incidentally - if you're that way inclined Perfume came naturally from
Paris (naturally) For cars she couldn't care less Fastidious and precise
Coro:
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam (pa pa pa paah)
Guaranteed to blow your mind - anytime
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
Drop of hat she's as willing as Playful as a
pussy cat - (ooh) Then momentary out of action Temporarily out of gas To absolutely drive you wild, wild...
(She's all outa get you)
Coro:
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam (pa pa pa paah)
Guaranteed to blow your mind - anytime
Ooh recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Tenement Funster
My
new purple shoes, Bin' amazin' the people next door And my rock'n'roll 45's
Bin' enragin' the folks on the lower floor
I got a way with
girls on my block Try my best be a real individual And when we go down to Smokies and rock They line up like it's
some kinda ritual
Coro: Oh, give me a good guitar
An' you can say that my hair's a disgrace Or, just find me
an open car
I'll make the speed of light outta this place
Hmm, I like
the good things in life But most of the best things ain't free - ooh ooh ooh And this same situation, just cuts like
a knife
When you're young, and you're poor, and you're crazy
(Crazy..crazy..come when you're crazy..)
Coro: Oh, give
me a good guitar
An' you can say that my hair's a disgrace Or, just find me
an open car
I'll make the speed of light outta this place
Flick
Of The Wrist
'Dislocate your spine if you don't sign' - he says
'I'll have you seeing double' - (double) Mesmerized you when he's
tongue-tied Simply with those eyes - ooooh Synchronize your minds and see The beast within him rise
Don't
look back, don't look back - It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist - and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss - and you're
mad ooh oooh Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs - and then a kick in the head He's taken
an arm and taken a leg All this time honey
Baby you've been had
'Intoxicate your brain with what I'm
saying If not you'll lie in knee-deep trouble' 'Prostitute yourself' - he says 'Castrate your human pride' ooh 'Sacrifice
your leisure days Let me squeeze you till you've dried'
Don't look back, don't look back - It's a rip-off
Work my fingers to my bones I scream with pain I still make
no impression Seduce you with his money-make machine Cross-collateralize - ( big-time money, money ) Reduce you to
a muzak-take machine Then the last goodbye - ye-ye (It's a rip-off)
Flick of the wrist - and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss - and
you're mad ooh oooh Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs - and then a kick in the head He's
taken an arm and taken a leg All this time honey
Baby you've been had
Lily Of The Valley
I am forever
searching high and low But why does everybody tell me no?
Neptune of the Seas
An answer for me, please And the lily of the valley doesn't know.
I
lie in wait with open eyes, I carry on through stomy skies, I follow every cause my Kingdom for a horse, But each
time I grow old - aaaah Serpent of the Nile relieve me for a while And cast me from your spell and let me go
Messenger
from Seven Seas has flown To tell the king of Rhye he's lost his throne Wars will never cease Is there time enough
for peace But the lily of the valley doesn't know
Now I'm here
Here I stand - (here
I stand)
Look around, around, around, around, around... But you won't see
me Now I'm here - now I'm there
I'm just a...
Just a new man
Yes you made me live again!
A baby I was when you took my
hand
And the light of the night burned bright And the people all stared
didn't understand But you knew my name on sight
Whatever came of you and me
America's new bride to be Don't worry baby, I'm safe and sound Down
in the dungeon just Peaches'n'me Don't I love her so
A thin moon me in a smoke-screen sky Where the beams of
your lovelight chase Don't move, don't speak, don't feel no pain With a rain running down my face Your matches still
light up the sky And many a tear lives on in my eye Down in the city just Hooplen 'n' me Don't love him so
Whatever comes of you and me I love to leave my memory with
you
Now I'm here
Think I'll stay around, around, around, around... (We'll be)
Down in the city just you 'n' me
Don't love you so (don't I love you so)
Go go go, little Queenie, wooh!
In The Lap Of
The Gods
I live my life for you Think all my thoughts with you, and only you Anything you ask I do,
for you I touch your lips which mine But in the end I leave it to the Lords Leave it in the lap of the Gods What
more can I do?
Leave it in the lap of the Gods, I leave it to you... Leave
it in the lap of the Gods, Leave it in the lap of the Gods, I want to you to
Leave it in the lap of the Gods...
Lap of the Gods
Lap of the Gods
Aaaah
Lap of the Gods...
Stone Cold Crazy
Sleeping very soundly on a saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone, There's a rumor going round, gotta
clear outa town
I'm smelling like a dry fish bone Here come the Law, gonna, break
down the door, Gonna carry me away once more Never, never, never get it any more Gotta get away from this stone cold
floor - Crazy
Stone cold crazy know
Rainy afternoon I gotta blow typhoon and I'm playing on my
slide trombone, Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor - Crazy
Stone cold crazy crazy, you know - (whow, gimme more!)
Walking
down the street, shooting people That I meet with my rubber-tommy water gun, Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and
getta me
I gotta get me get up and run, They got the sirenes loose I ran
right outa juice
They're gonna put me in a cell
If can't go to Heaven will they let me go to Hell?
Crazy - stone cold crazy, you know...
Whow!
Dear Friends
So dear friends
your love has gone Only tears to dwell upon I dare not say as the wind must blow So a love is lost, a love is won.
(Oooh) Go to sleep and dream again Soon your hopes will rise
and then From all this gloom life can start a new And there'll be no crying soon
Misfire
Don't
you miss fire fill me up With the desire to carry on...
Don't you know honey, that love's a game It's always hit or
miss, so take your aim Got to hold on tight, shoot me out of sight
Don't you misfire, fill me up,
With the desire to carry on
Your gun is loaded, and pointing my way There's only one bullet,
so don't delay
Got to time it right, fire me through the night Come on, take
a shot, fire me higher Don't you miss this time, please don't misfire
Misfire
Bring Back That Leroy Brown
Coro: Bring
back, bring back,
Bring back that Leroy Brown - yeah
Bring back, bring back,
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown - back
Bet your bottom dollar bill you're playboy - yeah yeah Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile - oooh right Took
my money out of gratitude And he git - right outa town - well I gotta getty up, steady up, shoot him down Gotta hit
that latitute - babe.
Coro: Bring back, bring back,
Bring back that Leroy Brown - yeah
Bring back, bring back,
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown - back
Big bad Leroy Brown he got no common sense - no, no He got
no brains but he sure gotta lot of Style
Can't stand no more in this here jail I gotta rid - myself of this
sentence Gotta get out the heat, step into the shade Gotta get me there dead or alive - babe
Wooh, wooh - big bad Leroy - wooh wooh Wooh, wooh - big bad Leroy
Brown - well.
Coro: Bring back, bring back,
Bring back that Leroy Brown - yeah
Bring back, bring back,
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown - back
Big Mama Lulu Belle she had a nervous breackdown (She had
a nervous breakdown) Leroy's taken her honey-chile away... But she met him down at the station - wooh wooh Put a
shot gun to his head
And unless I be mistaken this is what she said: "Big bad, big boy,
big bad Leroy Brown I'm gonna get that cutie pie".
Coro: Bring back, bring back,
Bring back that Leroy Brown - yeah
Bring back, bring back,
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown - back
Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation - yeah Gone and got
himself selected President (We want Leroy for President)
Next time - you gotta hit a bitty baddy weather This time - like
a shimmy, shammy leather He's a big boy, bad boy, Leroy (I don't care where) you get him from, you get him from, you
get him from...
Bring that big bad Leroy back Want him back
She
Makes Me (Stormtrooper In Stilettoes)
I love, she makes me She is my heart, she is my love I know I'm
jealous of her She makes me need, she is my love, she is my love
Who knows who she'll make me As I lie in her cocoon
And the world will surely heal my ills
I'm warm and terrified She makes me so
I know the day I leave her I'll love her still she is my love, She
is my love.
She knows where my dreams will end I'll follow as they grow But the world will know how long I'll
take And if I'm very slow she make me so She is my love
In The Lap Of The Gods... (Revisited)
It's
so easy, but I can't do it So risky - but I gotta chance it It's so funny - there's nothing to laugh about My money,
that's all you wanna talk about I can see what you what me to be But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the Gods
Woh woh la la la - wo I can see what you want me to be But I'm
no fool
No beginning - there's no ending There's no meaning in my pretending Believe
me, life goes on and on and on Forgive me - when I ask you where do I belong You say I..
(You can do it, you can do it, you can go and set you free) ...Can't
set you free from me But that's not true
It's in the lap of the Gods
Woh woh la la la -woh I can see what you want me to be But I'm
no fool It's in the lap of the Gods
Woh woh la la la -woh
Woh woh la la - woh woh ooh But that's not true
It's in the lap of the Gods...
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SCRIPTA
MANENT
"Una festa. Nessuna schifezza, e quattro brani che
faranno strada: 'Killer Queen', 'Flick Of The Wrist', 'Now I'm Here' and 'In The Lap Of The
Gods... Revisited'. Pure l'unico brano che a me non piace, 'Brighton Rock', contiene un assolo di
May con l'Echoplex, un'esperienza vibrante e coinvolgente come nell'esecuzione live"
- NME (New Musical Express)
"L'album
fu una pura vetrina di brani che vanno dal power rock alle ballate, che si alternano egregiamente"
- Rock : The Rough Guide
"Il
risultato [SHEEER HEART ATTACK] fu ciò che molti fans considerano il primo vero classico dei Queen"
- All Music Guide
"SHEER
HEART ATTACK mostra l'eclettismo e il trasformismo che distinse i Queen dalle altre band "
- Q Magazine
"I Queen proseguono
con 13 buoni, solidi brani rock"
- Billboard
"Un album che attesta non solo l'immenso talento dei Queen, ma anche
la loro versatilità. Un altro paio di dischi come questi e non sarà improbabile vederli suonare al Madison Square Garden di
New York"
- (rivista musicale americana)
Per "Killer Queen"
"Freddie Mercury si dimostra raffinatissimo cantante rock
e l'accompagnamento strumentale, pur se intricato, viene fuori robusto e nitido"
- Sounds
"I Queen hanno plasmato un suono che dimostra come non si tratti di
un effimero gruppo da classifica"
- NME (New Musical Express)
...IN
QUESTO ALBUM...
Freddie Mercury
- voce, piano
Brian May - chitarre, banjo, voce
Roger Taylor
- percussioni, chitarra, voce John Deacon - basso, triangolo
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