Queen "Deep Cuts Volume 2" album and song lyrics

Tracks 1, 7 and 13 produced by Queen and Roy Thomas Baker
Tracks 2, 3, 4 and 5 produced by Queen and Mike Stone
Tracks 6, 8, 9, 10, 11 and 12 produced by Queen and Mack
Track 14 produced by Brian May and Mack

Executive producers Brian May and Roger Taylor
Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering Studios, Portland, ME
Audio supervised by Justin Shirley-Smith and Kris Fredriksson
Additional audio restoration by Kris Fredriksson
Special thanks to Joshua J. Macrae, Greg Brooks, Gary Taylor and British Grove Studios
Sleeve notes by Greg Brooks and Gary Taylor

This album aims to provide an alternative view on Queen's second five albums, featuring lesser known tracks which were not hit singles. It features four tracks from 'News Of The World', three each from 'Jazz', 'The Game' and 'Hot Space', and a single track from 'Flash Gordon'. As with the first volume, despite there being 27 minutes left on the disc, it omits the likes of 'My Melancholy Blues', 'Let Me Entertain You', 'If You Can't Beat Them', 'Need Your Loving Tonight', 'The Hero', 'Calling All Girls' and 'Life Is Real'. Perhaps the most suprising track choice is 'Battle Theme', which is rather odd as a standalone track and vastly inferior to 'The Hero'.

All fourteen tracks are identical to the familiar album versions.

Mustapha

Track 1. Written by Freddie Mercury. Length 3:00.
Taken from the 1978 album 'Jazz'.
Lyrics:
Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you
Hey!

Mustapha, mustapha, mustapha, Ibrahim
Mustapha, mustapha, mustapha, Ibrahim

Mustapha, Ibrahim
Mustapha, Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha, Ibrahim
Al havra kris vanin
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha, hey
Mustapha
Mustapha Ibrahim
Mustapha Ibrahim, oooh ahh
Allah-i
Allah-i
Allah-i,
Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, him
Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Allah Allah Allah-i, hey

Mustapha, mustapha - Allah-i na stolei
Mustapha, mustapha - Achtar es na sholei
Mustapha, mustapha - Mochamut dei ya low eshelei
Mustapha, mustapha - ai, ai, ai, ai, ahelei
Mustapha
Mustapha
Ist avil ahiln avil ahiln adhim mustapha
Salaam Aleikum

Mustapha, Ibrahim
Mustapha, Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you
Mustapha Ibrahim, achbar ish navin
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you

Mustapha
Mustapha

Mustapha, Ibrahim
Mustapha, Ibrahim, hey
Allah-i
Allah-i
Allah-i
Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, him
Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah-i, hey

Mustapha, mustapha
Mustapha, mustapha, hey
Mustapha, mustapha
Mustapha, mustapha

Mustapha
Mustapha
Vontap ist ahiln avil ahiln adhim mustapha
Aleikum Salaam
Hey

Sheer Heart Attack

Track 2. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 3:25.
Taken from the 1977 album 'News Of The World'.
Lyrics:
Well, you're just 17 all you wanna do is disappear
You know what I mean there's a lot of space between our ears
The way that you touch don't feel you nothing
Hey, hey, hey, hey, it was the D.N.A
Hey, hey, hey, hey, that made me this way
Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Sheer heart attack
Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac

I feel so inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-ticulate
Gotta feeling, gotta feeling, gotta feeling like a paralyse
It ain't no, it ain't no, it ain't no, it ain't no surprise
Turn on the TV let it drip right down in your eyes
Hey, hey, hey, hey, it was the D.N.A
Hey, hey, hey, hey, that made me this way
Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Sheer heart attack
Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac

I feel so inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-inar-ticulate
Just how I feel
Do you know, do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel

Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Do you know, do you know, do you know just how I feel
Sheer heart attack
Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac

Spread Your Wings

Track 3. Written by John Deacon. Length 4:32.
Taken from the 1977 album 'News Of The World'.
Lyrics:
Sammy was low
Just watching the show
Over and over again
Knew it was time
He'd made up his mind
To leave his dead life behind

His boss said to him
'Boy you'd better begin
To get those crazy notions right out of your head
Sammy, who do you think that you are?
You should've been sweeping up the Emerald Bar'

Spread your wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Spread your little wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Pull yourself together
'Cos you know you should do better
That's because you're a free man

He spends his evenings alone in his hotel room
Keeping his thoughts to himself, he'd be leaving soon
Wishing he was miles and miles away
Nothing in this world, nothing, would make him stay

Since he was small
Had no luck at all
Nothing came easy to him
Now it was time
He'd made up his mind
'This could be my last chance'

His boss said to him
'Now listen boy
You're always dreaming
You've got no real ambition, you won't get very far
Sammy boy, don't you know who you are?
Why can't you be happy at the Emerald Bar'

So honey
Spread your wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Spread your little wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Pull yourself together
'Cos you know you should do better
That's because you're a free man

Come on honey
Fly with me

Sleeping On The Sidewalk

Track 4. Written by Brian May. Length 3:05.
Taken from the 1977 album 'News Of The World'.
Lyrics:
One, two, three, four

I was nothing but a city boy
My trumpet was my only toy
I've been blowing my horn
Since I knew I was born
But there ain't no nobody wants to know

I've been
Sleeping on the sidewalk
Rolling down the road
I may get hungry
But I sure don't wanna go home

So round the corner comes a limousine
And the biggest grin I ever seen
'Hey, sonny won't you sign
Right along the dotted line'
What you saying?
Are you playing?
Sure you don't mean me?

I was
Sleeping on the sidewalk
Rolling down the road
I may get hungry
But I sure don't wanna go home

Hey, I'll tell you what happened
They took me to a room without a table
Said 'blow your trumpet into here'
I played around as well as I was able
And soon we had the record of the year

I was a legend all through the land
I was blowing to a million fans
Nothing was a missing
All the people want to listen
You'd have thought I was a happy man

And I was
Sleeping like a princess
Never touched the road
I don't get hungry
And I sure don't wanna go home

Have to have some fun

And now they tell me that I ain't so fashionable
And that I owe the man a million bucks a year
So I told him where to stick the fancy label
It's just me and the road from here, yeah

Yeah
Back to playing and laying
I'm back on the game
I was

Sleeping on the sidewalk
Rolling down the road
I sure get hungry
And I sure do wanna go home

It's Late

Track 5. Written by Brian May. Length 6:25.
Taken from the 1977 album 'News Of The World'.
Lyrics:
You say you love me
And I hardly know your name
And if I say I love you in the candle light
There's no-one but myself to blame
But there's something inside
That's turning my mind away
Woah-oh, how I could love you
If I could let you stay

It's late - and I'm bleeding deep inside
It's late - ooh, is it just my sickly pride
Too late - even now the feeling seems to steal away
So late - though I'm crying I can't help but hear you say
It's late, it's late, it's late
But not too late

Um, yeah
The way you love me
Is the sweetest love around
But after all this time
The more I'm trying
The more I seem to let you down, yeah
Now you tell me you're leaving
And I just can't believe it's true
Oh, you know that I can love you
Though I know I can't be true
Oh, you made me love you
Don't tell me that we're through

It's late - and it's driving me so mad
It's late - yes I know but don't try to tell me that it's
Too late - save our love you can't turn out the light
So late - I've been wrong but I'll learn to be right
It's late, it's late, it's late
But not too late

I've been so long
You've been so long
We've been so long trying to work it out
I ain't got long
You ain't got long
We've gotta know what this life's all about
Oh, tell me

Trying to work it out, yeah
Ooh, too late, yeah, too late, much too late
Ooh, ahhh

You're staring at me
With suspicion in your eye
You say what game are you playing?
What's this that you're saying?
I know that I can't reply
If I take you tonight
Is it making my life a lie?
Oh, you make me wonder
Did I live my life right

It's late - ooh, but it's time to set me free
It's late - ooh yes I know but there's no way it has to be
Too late - so let the fire take our bodies this night
So late - let the waters take our guilt in the tide now
It's late, it's late, it's late, it's late, it's late, it's late, it's late
Oh, it's all too late

Wow, oh, to me, come on
Um, late, too late, oh yeah

Rock It

(Prime Jive)

Track 6. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 4:32.
Taken from the 1980 album 'The Game'.
Lyrics:
When I hear
That rock and roll
It gets down to my soul
When it's real rock and roll
Oh rock and roll

When I hear
That rock and roll
It gets down to my soul
When it's real rock and roll
Oh rock and roll

Ah, ah
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You really think they like to rock in space?
Well I don't know, what do you know?
What do you hear?
On the radio
Coming through the air

I said Mama
I ain't crazy
I'm alright, alright
Hey, c'mon baby said it's alright
To rock and roll on a Saturday night
I said shoot and get your suit and come along with me
I said c'mon baby down come and rock with me, I said yeah

What do you do
To get to feel alive?
Go down town
And get some of that prime jive

I said Mama
I ain't crazy
I'm alright, alright
Hey, c'mon baby said it's alright
To rock and roll on a Saturday night
I said shoot and get your suit and come along with me
I said c'mon baby down come and rock with me, I said yeah
We're gonna rock it

Hey, c'mon baby said it's alright
To rock and roll on a Saturday night
I said shoot and get your suit and come along with me
I said c'mon baby down come and rock with me, I said yeah
We're gonna rock it, ow, tonight

(We want some prime jive) oh, oh, oh
(We want some prime jive) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(We want some prime jive) we're gonna rock it tonight
(We want some prime jive) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(We want some prime jive) c'mon honey
(We want some prime jive) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(We want some prime jive) we're gonna rock it tonight
(We want some prime jive) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
C'mon, c'mon

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We're gonna rock it tonight
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
C'mon honey
We'll rock it tonight

Get, get, get, get, get
Get some of that prime jive
Get some of that prime jive
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon honey
Get some of that prime jive
Get some of that, get, get down (down)
C'mon honey
C'mon honey
We're gonna rock it tonight

Dead On Time

Track 7. Written by Brian May. Length 3:23.
Taken from the 1978 album 'Jazz'.
Lyrics:
Ooooh, eh

Fool, always jumping never happy where you land, hey
Fool, got no business take your living where you can, hey
Hurry down the highway
Hurry down the road
Hurry passing people staring
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
You never got a minute
No you never got a minute
No you never know it
Oh, no matter

Fool, got no business hanging round and telling lies
Fool, you got no reason but you got no compromise, hey
Stamping on the ceiling
Hammering on the walls
Gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get
Oh you know I'm going 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 gotta leave on time
Leave on time, leave on time
You're running in the red but you never can tell

Wow, hey, hey
Oooh, oooh yeah

Hey, hey, honey, honey
Gotta get late
Where's my money
Where's my money
You wanna get playing
You wanna get playing
Leave your, leave your, leave your
Oh

Leave on time, leave on time
Gotta get rich gotta 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
Gotta keep yourself alive but you leave on time
But you leave on time, leave on time
Dead on time

You're dead

Sail Away Sweet Sister

(To The Sister I Never Had)

Track 8. Written by Brian May. Length 3:33.
Taken from the 1980 album 'The Game'.
Lyrics:
Hey, little babe your changing
Babe are you feeling sore?
Ain't no use in pretending
You don't wanna play no more

It's plain that you ain't no baby
What would your mother say?
You're all dressed up like a lady
How come you behave this way, hey

Sail away sweet sister
Sail across the sea
Maybe you'll find somebody
Love you half as much as me

My heart is always with you
No matter what you do
Sail away sweet sister
Always be in love with you

Forgive me for what I told you
My heart makes a fool of me
Oooh, you know I'll never hold you
I know that you gotta be free, yeah

Sail away sweet sister
Sail across the sea
Maybe you'll find somebody
Love you half as much as me
Take it any way you want it
But when they let you down my friend (oooh, oooh)
Sail away sweet sister
Back to my arms again

Hot child, don't you know, you're young
You got your whole life ahead of you
And ooh, you can throw it away to soon
Way too soon, ah, ah, yeah

Sail away sweet sister
Sail across the sea
Maybe you'll find somebody
Gonna love you half as much as me, yeah

My heart is always with you
No matter what you do (oooh, oooh)
Sail away sweet sister
Always be in love with you

Oh, oh

Dragon Attack

Track 9. Written by Brian May. Length 4:19.
Taken from the 1980 album 'The Game'.
Lyrics:
Oooh yeah
Ha, hey

Take me to the room where the red's all red
Take me out of my head's that's what I said, yeah, ow
Hey, take me to the room where the green's all green
And from what I've seen it's hot, it's mean, yeah

I'm gonna use my stack
It's gotta be Mack
Gonna get me on the track
Got a dragon on my back, ahh

Take me to the room where the beat's all round
Gonna eat the sound, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take me to the room where the black's all white
And the white's all black, take me back to the shack, shack

She don't take no prisoners
She's gonna give me the business
Got a dragon on my back
Yeah, it's a dragon attack

Get down
Nice and slow, wow

Hey, hey, alright
Yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Low down - she don't take no prisoners
Go down - she's gonna give me the business
No time - yeah, chained to the rack
Show time - got a dragon on my back
Show down - go find another customer
Slow down - I gotta make my way
It's all green, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, on my way, on my way
Hey, alright

Oh, look out

Action This Day

Track 10. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 3:33.
Taken from the 1982 album 'Hot Space'.
Lyrics:
Action

This street honey is a mean street
Living in this street honey needs a mean streak
We've got criminals living in this street
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Like a jukebox playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I gotta feeling this world is using me

This town honey is a dead town
Living in this town honey is a let down
Coming to this town honey is a show down
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Some sunshine ray through a crack in the shutter
Or a sight of a light at the end of the tunnel
Still there's a feeling this world is using me

Action this day
Action this night
Oh, we've gotta learn to love to live
You can't say it ain't right

Action this day
Action this night
Oh, you've got the power
You've got the power
You've got the power to love and to live
You can't say it ain't right

Your mind honey is a bleak place
Living in your mind's living in a blank space
Your mind is coming from a rat race
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Like a jukebox playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I gotta feeling that just won't quit, this world is using me

Action this day, yeah
Action this night, oh
We've gotta learn to love to live
We can't say it ain't right

Action this day, yeah
Action this night, oh
You've got the power
You've got the power
You've got the power to love, to live
You can't say it ain't right

Action, hey, oh, oh
Action this day, oh, oh
Action this day, action this day
Action this day, action this day
Action this day, ha

Action - living in this street, honey
Living in this street, honey
Action - living in this street, street, just a middle street, yeah, come on
Action, yeah, action this day
Action, action, action this day
Action, action this day
Action, action this day
Action, action this day
Action

Put Out The Fire

Track 11. Written by Brian May. Length 3:18.
Taken from the 1982 album 'Hot Space'.
Lyrics:
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my handgun
And I blew him away
That critter was a bad guy
I had to make him pay

You might fear for my reason
I don't care what they say
Look out baby it's the season
For the mad masquerade
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Oh, you need a bullet like a whole in the head
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Don't believe what your grand-daddy said

She was my lover
It was a shame that she died
But the constitution is right on my side
'Cos I caught my lover in my neighbour's bed
I got retribution, filled 'em all full of lead
I've been told it's the fashion
To let me on the streets again
It's nothing but a crime of passion
And I'm not to blame

Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
You need a weapon like a hole in the head
Put out the fire
Put out the fire, baby
Put out the fire
And let your sons and your daughters
Sleep sound in their beds

You know a gun never killed nobody
You can ask anyone
People get shot by people
People with guns, oh yeah

Put out the fire, wow
Put out the fire, come on
You need a gun like a whole in the head
Put out the fire, wow
Put out the fire
Put out the fire, yeah, yeah
Just tell me that old fashioned gun law
Is dead

Ha
Hey
Take aim and fire
Come on
Yeah
Shoot, shoot, ha
Shoot, shoot, shoot

Staying Power

Track 12. Written by Freddie Mercury. Length 4:10.
Taken from the 1982 album 'Hot Space'.
Lyrics:
Huh
Let me show it to you
Yeah
Oh
Ha, yeah

See what I got
I gotta hell of a lot, yeah
Tell me what you feel
Is it real
Is it real, huh
You know I got what it takes
And I can take a lot
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power, yeah
You and me we've got, huh, staying power
Staying power, I got, I got it
Ha

I wonder when we're gonna make it
I wonder when we're gonna shake it
Rock me baby rock me
Come on you can shock me
Let's catch on to the groove
Make it move, make it move, yeah
You know how to shake that thing
We'll work it, work it, work it
You and I can play ball baby
You and me got staying power, yeah, yeah
You and me we've got staying power

Not bad, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, wow
Yeah, come on
Wow, yes-ah

Huh
Oooohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ha
I wonder when we're gonna make it
I wonder when we're gonna shake it
I've got fire down below
I'm just a regular dynamo
Want some smooth company
Don't lose control just hang on out with me
Got to get to know each other
But we got plenty of time
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power, yeah
Huh, you and me we've got staying power
Ha, yeah, yeah
Power, power, power, power
Power, power, power, staying power

I wonder when we're gonna stick it
I wonder when we're gonna trick it
Blow baby blow
Let's get down and go, go
Get yourself in the mood
Got to give a little bit of attitude
Baby don't you crash
Let's just trash, trash, trash
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power, yeah
You and me we got staying power, I like it
Staying power, yeah, yeah, gotcha

Jealousy

Track 13. Written by Freddie Mercury. Length 3:13.
Taken from the 1978 album 'Jazz'.
Lyrics:
Oh, how wrong can you be?
Oh to fall in love
Was my very first mistake
How was I to know
I was far too much in love to see, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Jealousy, look at me now
Jealousy, you got me somehow
You gave me no warning
Took me by surprise
Jealousy, you led me on

You couldn't lose
You couldn't fail
You had suspicion on my trail
How, how, how, oh my jealousy
I wasn't man enough
To let you hurt my pride
Now I'm only left with my own jealousy

Oh how strong can you be
With matters of the heart
Life is much too short
To while away with tears
If only you could see
Just what you do to me (oh jealousy)

Jealousy, you tripped me up
Jealousy, you brought me down
You bring me sorrow
You cause me pain
Jealousy, when will you let go

Gotta hold of my possessive mind
Turned me into a jealous kind
How, how, how, oh my jealousy
I wasn't man enough
To let you hurt my pride
Now I'm only left with my own jealousy

But now it matters not
If I should live or die
'Cos I'm only left with my own jealousy

Deep Cuts Volume 2

(1977-1982)