Extreme Queen Medley Lyrics

Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you
Hey!

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - I just gotta get right outta here
Gary Cherone: Wembley - are you ready?
Gary Cherone: Ha, let's take a trip down memory lane, people. Do it

I was told a million times of all the troubles in my way
Tried to grow a little wiser, better every day
I crossed a million rivers, and I rode a million miles
I'd still be where I started, bread and b___er for a smile
I sold a million mirrors in a shop in alley way
I never saw my face in any window any day
Now they say your folks are telling you be a superstar
I tell you just be satisfied, stay right where you are
Sing it

Keep yourself alive, come on, keep yourself alive
I'll take you all your time and a money
Honey I will survive

Do you think you're better every day?
No, I just think I'm two steps nearer to my grave
Alright

Keep yourself alive, come on, keep yourself alive
I'll take you all your time and a money
Honey I will survive, sing it

Keep yourself alive, come on, keep yourself alive
All you people keep yourself alive

I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You're so self satisfied I don't need you
I want to break free, everybody
God knows, God knows I want to break free

I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love for the first time
This time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love, yeah, yeah, Wembley
God knows, God knows I've fallen in love

Ow, it's strange but it's true, hey
I can't get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure
When I walk out that door
Oh, how I want to be free, baby
Oh, how I want to be free, sing it
Oh, how I want to break free

Oh, you gonna take me home tonight
Oh, down beside that red fire light
Oh, you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rocking world go round

You say c__e, I say cane
You say John, I say Wayne
Hot dog, I say cool it man
I don't want to be the president of America

You say smile, I say cheese
Cartier, I say please
Income tax, I say Jesus
I don't want to be a candidate
For Vietnam or Watergate
All I wanna do is

Bicycle (yeah), bicycle (hey), bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle (yeah), bicycle (yeah), bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike, sing it
I want to ride my bicycle
Want to ride it where I like

Ha
Do it

Steve walks wearily down the street
Brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat, sing it, hey

Another one bites the dust, alright, do it
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, sing it
Hey, gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust, hey

How do you think I'm gonna get along
Without you when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had
And leave me out on my own
Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the door way the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat
Hey

Another one bites the dust, come on baby
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, yeah
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone
There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town
And I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
Here come the law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry me away once more
I never, I never, I never want it any more
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Stone cold crazy, you know

(Ad-libbed singalong follows)
Alright people, Patrick

(Radio)
I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
Sing it now (radio)

You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
(Radio)

So don't become some background noise, sing it
Backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't care or just don't care
Or just complain when you're not there
You had the time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio (radio), sing it

Audience: All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Audience: Radio goo goo, radio ga ga
You got it
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo, radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo, radio ga ga, sing it
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio ga ga
Radio what's knew?
Radio, someone still loves you
Loves you

Anyway the wind blows

Gary Cherone: Thank you, you got it.
Nuno Bettencourt: We love you Freddie
Gary Cherone: Thank you. There's really not a lot to say, we know why we're here today, we know why you people are here today, we love you Freddie.