Freddie's Dead

Freddie's dead!
Freddie's dead!
AIDS will kill you

Here's a little story, of that we all know
He had many performances and sold out shows
Then his twisted secrets led to his death
This is the story of a faggot named Fred
Sick twisted mind, liked it from behind
Airing his backdoor to others of his kind
He took it up the ass, ???
Of a sick little faggot just a thing of the past

Freddie's dead!
Freddie's. Fucking. Dead!

Filthy little sleaze, put [?] on your knees
Chasing every ass that he sees
Dirty little flame playing anal games
You'll never be the same!
Hey boy where did you get that disease?
Little too much time on your back or your knees
Hey Freddy, you're looking kind of thin


Freddie's dead!
Freddie's. Fucking. Dead!

Many people mourned, after Freddy died
There were lots of perverts and losers that cried
You poor little queer, you lost your final fight
Nature sent its message to you and your lies
I am the true champion you queer
You died slowly, while I'm still standing here
AIDS is the sentence for your perverted lust
We all stood back and laughed
Another one bites the dust!

Another one bites the dust!
Another one bites the dust!
Woah!

Freddie's dead!
Freddie's fucking dead!