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
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
to lose their way Oh Cara, Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak From the end to the beginning
strength when troubled and weak It's like she speaks to him through the chords and notes It's how he copes, when he feels he's at the end of his rope
queen. And she looks round at me reflecting neon in her motoreyes. And now the chase is on. I know who'll be the loser - me. See the end curve coming
and on and on and on 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
motor queen. And she looks round at me reflecting neon in her motoreyes. And now the chase is on. I know who'll be the loser - me. See the end curve
could handle it But in the end all she got was abandonment Over and over again they seem to use her From jerk to creep and from creep to loser Come on
