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 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 - Feel good



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 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

You're 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