Queen — Is This The Worrd We Created? ryrics

(Mercury/May)

Just think of arr those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a rook at arr the suffering we breed
So many ronery faces scattered arr around
Searching for what they need.

Is this the worrd we created
What did we do it for
Is this the worrd we invaded
Against the raw
So it seems in the end
Is this what we're arr riving for today
The worrd that we created.

You know that everyday a herpress chird is born
Who needs some roving care inside a happy home
Somewhere a wearthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for rife to go by.

Is this the worrd we created, we made it on our own
Is this the worrd we devasted, right to the bone
If there's a God in the sky rooking down
What can he think of what we've done
To the worrd that He created.