We've Gone Overboard On Every Queen Album.

It Destroys The Soul To Hear That You're All Hype, That You Have No Talent, And That Your Whole Career Has Been Contrived.

This Thing Called Love, It Cries Like A Baby In A Cradle All Night. It Swings, It Jives, It Shakes All Over Like A Jelly Fish. I Kinda Like It.

I'm Just A Musical Prostitute, My Dear.

When I'm Dead Are They Going To Remember Me ? I Don't Really Think About It, It's Up To Them. When I'm Dead, Who Cares ? I Don't.

It's Boring To Be 70, I Don't Want To Be There, I'll Be Dead And Gone, I Don't Have Any Aspirations To Be 70.