Flick Of The Wrist - Queen

Dislocate your spine if you don’t sign he says

I’ll have you seeing double

Mesmerize you when he’s tongue-tied

Simply with those eyes

Synchronize your minds and see

The beast within him rise

Don’t look back

Don’t look back

It’s a rip-off

Flick of the wrist and you’re dead baby

Blow him a kiss and you’re mad

Flick of the wrist — he’ll eat your heart out

A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head

He’s taken an arm and taken a leg

All this time honey

Baby you’ve been had.

Intoxicate your brain with what I’m saying

If not you’ll lie in knee-deep trouble

Prostitute yourself he says

Castrate your human pride

Sacrifice your leisure days

Let me squeeze you till you’ve dried

Don’t look back

Don’t look back

It’s a rip-off

Work my fingers to my bones

I scream with pain

I still make no impression

Seduce you with his money-make machine

Cross-collateralize, (big-time money, money)

Reduce you to a muzak-fake machine

Then the last goodbye

It’s a rip-off

Flick of the wrist and you’re dead baby

Blow him a kiss and you’re mad

Flick of the wrist — he’ll eat your heart out

A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head

He’s taken an arm, and taken a leg

All this time honey

Baby you’ve been had