The March Of The Black Queen Lyrics - Queen Ii - Queen

Queen - March Of The Black Queen 

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? 

Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah 

Ah ah 

Aah-ah 

Aah ah 

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah 

You've never seen nothing like it 

No never in your life 

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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 

Fi fo the Black Queen, marching single file 

Take this, take that, bring them down to size 

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 

Ooh 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 

Ah ah ah ah ah 

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 to do 

The march of the Black Queen 

My life is in your hands I'll fo and I'll fie 

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 

Ah ah ah ah ah 

Walking true to style she's vulgar abuse and vile 

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