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| Dead On Time Words and music by Brian May Fool always jumpin' never happy where you land Fool got my bus'ness make your living where you can Hurry down the highway Hurry down the road Hurry past the people starin' Hurry hurry hurry hurry Leave on time leave on time Never got your ticket but you leave on time Leave on time leave on time Gonna get your ticket but you leave on time Leave on time leave on time Put it in your pocket but you never can tell Leave on time leave on time Shake that rattle gotta leave on time Leave on time leave on time Fight your battle but you leave on time Leave on time leave on time Never got a minute no you never got a minute no you never never got oh no matter Fool got no bus'ness hangin' round and tellin' lies Fool you got no reasons but you got no compromise Stampin' on the ceilin' hammering on the walls Gotta get out gotta get out gotta get Oh you know I'm goin' crazy Leave on time leave on time Gotta get ahead but you leave on time Leave on time leave on time Gotta head on ahead but you leave on time Leave on time leave on time You're runnin' in the red but you never can tell Honey honey where's my money where's my money Wanna get away wanna get away Leave ya leave ya leave ya Leave on time leave on time Gotta get rich gonna leave on time Leave on time leave on time But you can't take it with you when you leave on time Leave on time leave on time Got to keep yourself alive gotta leave on time Gotta leave on time leave on time Dead on time 'You're Dead' In Only Seven Days Words and music by John Deacon Monday the start of my holiday Freedom for just one week Feels good to get away ooh Tuesday I saw her down on the beach I stood and watched a while And she looked and smiled at me Wednesday I didn't see her I hoped that she'd be back tomorrow And then on Thursday My luck had changed She stood there all alone I went and asked her name I never thought that this could happen to me In only seven days It would take a hundred or more For memories to fade I wish Friday would last for ever I held her close to me I couldn't bear to leave her there Saturday just twenty four hours Oh no I'm going back home on Sunday Ooh so sad alone |