Flick of the Wrist (Live at the Rainbow, London / November 1974)

Brian: It's called 'Flick Of The Wrist', thank you Dislocate your spine if you don't sign he says I'll have you seeing double, 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 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 Dig in the ribs, and then a kick in the head Taken an arm, 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 'til you've dried Don't look back; Don't look back: It's a rip off (instrumental/guitar & piano solo) Work my fingers to my bones Scream with pain Still make no impression Seduce you with his money-make- machine Cross-collateralize Reduce you to a muzak fake machine And then the last goodbye, bye, bye, bye 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 Dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head Taken an arm, taken a leg All this time honey Baby, you've been had (Roger: Tah, good job ... Freddie: Thank you, thank you Now then, ha, ha, ha, well your guess is right Right now we'd like to do something new for you actually, it's about four pieces that we've put together, a sort of a medley, uhm, three of them are on our new album 'Sheer Heart Attack', thank you, which is now racing up the charts, thanks to you...)