I've paid my dues...
Time after time...
I've done my sentence...
But committed no crime...
And bad mistakes...
I've made a few...
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face...
But I've come through!
We are the champions, my friends!
And we'll keep on fighting, till the end!
We are the champions,
We are the champions!
No time for losers,
'Cause we are the champions... of the world!
I've taken my bows...
And my curtain calls...
You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it..
I thank you all...
But it's been no bed of roses!
No pleasure cruise!
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race,
And I ain't gonna lose!
We are the champions, my friends!
And we'll keep on fighting, till the end!
We are the champions,
We are the champions!
No time for losers,
'Cause we are the champions... of the world!
Steve walks warily down the street,
With the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
Machine guns ready to go
Are you ready,
Are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
How do you think I'm going to get along,
Without you, when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had,
And kicked me out on my own
Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust