Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn,
Like an old corpse that is tattered and torn,
Left on this world to fret and to mourn,
Betrayed by all chicks past their teens.
The girl that I loved she was sexy,
I tried all I knew her to please,
But I could not please her one-quarter so well,
As the man who sang the lead for Queen!
Oh, he'd fly through the crowd with the greatest of ease,
That daring young man, the lead singer of Queen,
His stage moves were graceful, all the fans he would please,
But still he liked guys anyway.
This young man by name was Freddie Mercury,
Arrogant, bucktooth, of all that I've seen,
Where'er he appeared all you could see,
Was ovation from all people there.
He'd smile from the mic on the people below,
And one night he smiled on my love,
She wink'd back at him and she shouted "Freddie,"
As he hung out at gay bars after.
Oh, he'd fly through the crowd with the greatest of ease,
That daring young man, the lead singer of Queen,
His stage moves were graceful, all the fans he would please,
But still he liked guys anyway.
Mary Aust and Jim Hutton were both on my side,
And very hard tried to make her my bride,
Mary, she sighed, and Jim Hutton he cried,
To be bugged by me all the time.
'Twas all no avail, she went there every night,
And would throw him bouquets on the stage,
Which caused her to stalk him, how he ran me down,
To tell you would take a whole page.
Oh, he'd fly through the crowd with the greatest of ease,
That daring young man, the lead singer of Queen,
His stage moves were graceful, all the fans he would please,
But still he liked guys anyway.
One night I as usual went to her dear home,
Found there Jim Hutton and Mary alone,
I asked for my love, and soon they made known,
To my horror that she'd off and caught AIDS.
She'd strutted 'round Freddie with all of her might,
To him, the lead singer of Queen,
He said "get away, I now know what you've got",
And ran off to record The Hitman.
Oh, he'd fly through the crowd with the greatest of ease,
That daring young man, the lead singer of Queen,
His stage moves were graceful, all the fans he would please,
But still he liked guys anyway.
Some months after this I turned on the news,
Was greatly surprised to see 1 Logan Mews,
A note in red letters, declaring the views,
Of a tabloid journalist.
He'd run away fast as he could, but she still passed off,
A rather incurable disease,
How he got it is still beyond me,
There goes the lead singer of Queen!
Oh, he'd fly through the crowd with the greatest of ease,
That daring young man, the lead singer of Queen,
His stage moves were graceful, all the fans he would please,
But still he liked guys anyway.
She'd given him AIDS with the greatest of ease,
You'd think he was straight, that lead singer of Queen,
His legacy ended, hers is still seen,
Maybe he'd stayed with guys anyway.