Songtext von Savage Night At The Opera

A savage night at the opera. Another savage night at the club. Let's face it old souls like us are being born to die! It's not a war till someone loses an eye! Yes i'm familiar with your scene. Some would say shockingly uptight. 21-gun salute to the fallen birds of the sky. I heard their record it's alright... Hey infinite sense of value... Hey infinite sense of value... Hey mystic prince of the purlieu at night! I heard your record it's alright... You'll never guess just what i've seen... A horse abandoned midstream... Quatrain etched on a dirtpile... Quatrain etched hey that's your style! You'll never guess just where i've been... A life abandoned midstream... Quatrain etched on a turnstile... Just set the loop and then go wild- Er...