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...)