Album: Greatest Hits III

Hitman

Hitman
Written by Queen

Here we go, yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, I'm the hitman
Stand aside
I'm the hitman
I want your life
Ain't no escaping
Don't run and hide
There goes the neighbourhood
I'm gonna kill for your love, that's right
Hitman
Now don't you cry
I'm just it man
You might get fried
Gun in my pocket
Don't get me wrong
I'll be your hitman - I'm a fool for your love
I'm a head shredder
That's better
Baby baby baby
I'm a hitman - hitman - hitman
Aargh
Yeah - trouble in the east, troubled in the west
Struggle with the beast - what a thief, what a pest
Come back mother, nuke that sucker
Yeah - yeah - yeah
Who's that man talking about ?
Waste that brother
Alright
Ooh
That's the way to do it
Haa ha
I'm the hitman, I'm your prize
But this hitman
Can cut you down to size
Love me baby
Don't be so cool
Love me love me baby
I've been to the hitman school
Yeah - yeah
You're gonna make my day
Gonna blow you away
When the fun begins
Hitman
Are you ready for the sting
Gonna waste that thing
Hitman, hitman is king
Yeah
Go go
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh hitman hitman
Yeah yeah hitman