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Tytuł: The March Of The Black Queen

  • Wykonawca: Queen
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  Do you mean it do you mean it do you mean it
  Why don't you mean it why do I follow you
  And where do you go?
  
  You've never seen nothing like it, no never in your life
  Like going up to heaven, and then coming back alive
  Let me tell you all about it, Oooh give me a little time to choose
  Water babies singing in a lily pool delight
  Blue powder monkeys praying in the dead of night
  
  Here comes the Black Queen poking in the pile
  Fight for the Black Queen marching single file
  Take this take that bring them down to size
  The March to the Black Queen
  
  Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
  Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a baby oil
  Black on, black on, every finger nail and toe
  We've only begun, begun
  
  Make this, make that, keep making all that noise
  Oooh march to the Black Queen
  Now I've got a belly full
  You can be my sugar baby, you can be my honey chile
  
  A voice from behind me reminds me, spread out your wings you are an angel
  Remember to deliver with the speed of light, a little bit of love and joy
  Everything you do bears a will, and a why and a wherefore
  A little bit of love and joy
  In each and every soul lies a man, and very soon he'll deceive and discover
  But even to the end of his life, he'll bring a little love
  
  I reign with my left hand, I rule with my right
  I'm lord of all darkness, I'm queen of the night
  I've got the power, now do The march of the Black Queen
  My life is in your hands I'll fo and I'll fire
  I'll be what you make me, I'll do what you like
  I'll be a bad boy, I'll be your bad boy
  I'll do the march of the Black Queen
  
  Walking true to style, she's vulgar abuse and vile
  Fight for the Black Queen tattoos all her pies
  She boils and she bakes, and she never dots her I's
  La la la la la la la la la la la la
  La la la la la
  
  Forget your sing a-longs and your lullabies
  Surrender to the city of the fireflies
  Dance to the devil in beat with the band
  To hell with all of you hand in hand
  But now it's time to be gone
  La la la la forever forever
  Ah ah ah ah ah