Headlong
Queen Lyrics


And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping and there's nothin'
You can do about it
Nothin' you can do
No there's nothin' you can do about it
No there's nothin' you can, nothin' you can
Nothin' you can do about it
And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping no there's nothin'
You can do about it
Yeah

Hey, he used to be a man with a stick in his hand
Hoop diddy diddy hoop diddy do
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand
Hoop diddy diddy hoop diddy do
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag
Now you've got strings, you're gonna lose your rag
You're gettin' in a fight
Then it ain't so groovy when you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap 'B' movie
Headlong down the highway and you're rushing
Headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping and you can't stop rockin'
And there's nothin' you can, nothin' you can
Nothin' you can do about it

When a red hot man meets a white hot lady
Hoop diddy diddy hoop diddy do (ho)
Soon the fire starts a raging gets 'em more than half crazy
Hoop diddy diddy hoop diddy do
Oh, now they start freaking everyway you turn
You can't start walking 'cause your feet got burned
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right
'Cause reasons out the window
Better hold on tight, you're rushing headlong
Headlong out of control, yeah
You think you're so strong
There ain't no stopping and there's nothin' you, nothin' you
Nothin' you can do about it at all
Yeah yeah alright go
And you're rushing headlong down the highway
And you're rushing headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
There's nothin', nothin', nothin' you can do about it, yeah
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ha ha
Headlong
Yeah yeah
Headlong
Yeahaw
Headlong
Gnoldaeh gnoldaeh gnoldaeh gnoldaeh

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRIAN MAY, FREDDIE MERCURY, JOHN DEACON, ROGER TAYLOR

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Goldencito Roblox

Lyrics:
And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do, no, there's nothing you can do about it
No, there's nothing you can (nothing you can)
Nothing you can do about it
And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, no, there's nothing you can do about it
Yeah!
Hey, he used to be a man with a stick in his hand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag
Now you've got strings, you're gonna lose your rag
You're getting in a fight then it ain't so groovy
When you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap B-movie!
Headlong, down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, and you can't stop rocking
And there's nothing you can, nothing you can
Nothing you can do about it
When a red hot man meets a white hot lady
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Soon the fire starts raging, gets you more than half crazy
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Ooh, now they start freaking everywhere you turn
You can't start walking, 'cause your feet got burned
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right
Because reason's out of the window, you better hold on tight
You're rushing headlong
Headlong
Out of control, yeah
And you think you're so strong
There ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you, nothing you, nothing you can do about it at all
Yeah, yeah
Alright, go!
And you're rushing headlong
Down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
There's nothing, nothing, nothing you can do about it, yeah
Ooh
Ha-ha
Headlong
Yeah, yeah, yeah (rushing)
Headlong
Headlong
Headlong
Gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh



Noel Daniel

And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do, no, there's nothing you can do about it
No, there's nothing you can (nothing you can)
Nothing you can do about it
And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, no, there's nothing you can do about it
Yeah!
Hey, he used to be a man with a stick in his hand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag
Now you've got strings, you're gonna lose your rag
You're getting in a fight then it ain't so groovy
When you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap B-movie!
Headlong, down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, and you can't stop rocking
And there's nothing you can, nothing you can
Nothing you can do about it
When a red hot man meets a white hot lady
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Soon the fire starts raging, gets you more than half crazy
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Ooh, now they start freaking everywhere you turn
You can't start walking, 'cause your feet got burned
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right
Because reason's out of the window, you better hold on tight
You're rushing headlong
Headlong
Out of control, yeah
And you think you're so strong
There ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you, nothing you, nothing you can do about it at all
Yeah, yeah
Alright, go!
And you're rushing headlong
Down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
There's nothing, nothing, nothing you can do about it, yeah
Ha-ha
Headlong
Yeah, yeah, yeah (rushing)
Headlong
Headlong
Headlong
Gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh
Headlong
Gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh



Boss Perrito Pro

Lyrics:
And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do, no, there's nothing you can do about it
No, there's nothing you can (nothing you can)
Nothing you can do about it
And you're rushing headlong
You've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, no, there's nothing you can do about it
Yeah!
Hey, he used to be a man with a stick in his hand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag
Now you've got strings, you're gonna lose your rag
You're getting in a fight then it ain't so groovy
When you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap B-movie!
Headlong, down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping, and you can't stop rocking
And there's nothing you can, nothing you can
Nothing you can do about it
When a red hot man meets a white hot lady
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Soon the fire starts raging, gets you more than half crazy
(Hoop-diddy-diddy, hoop-diddy-do)
Ooh, now they start freaking everywhere you turn
You can't start walking, 'cause your feet got burned
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right
Because reason's out of the window, you better hold on tight
You're rushing headlong
Headlong
Out of control, yeah
And you think you're so strong
There ain't no stopping
And there's nothing you, nothing you, nothing you can do about it at all
Yeah, yeah
Alright, go!
And you're rushing headlong
Down the highway
And you're rushing headlong
Out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping
There's nothing, nothing, nothing you can do about it, yeah
Ooh
Ha-ha
Headlong
Yeah, yeah, yeah (rushing)
Headlong
Headlong
Headlong
Gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh, gnoldaeh



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A & S

Freddie was a so brilliant singer, he could even sing a telefonbook and it would sounds better than most of the so called talents of our time. Really damn good this performance.

Shannon Butler

Once in a lifetime voice

Linchpin

Or for a GPS navigation system. to your destination with Queen!

Nazareno Anselmi

A dying superstar in 1991 sounds better than any artist in 2021

Ayush Pant

@Stephen Alan Moore and besides I never wished death on you but if you want to play that game of twisting words than let's play that game...you don't like rap music because it's black music. You racist piece of sh1t

Stephen Alan Moore

@Ayush Pant Now you are being VERY personal and aggressive.

Your comments are no longer just about difference in musical taste, but YOU are now wishing ME dead simply because I dared to disagree with you, which is classed as bullying and hate speech.

Obviously, that is totally against the rules of Youtube and so I've reported you to them for it.

Now once and for all, leave me alone, you worthless piece of filth.

Stephen Alan Moore

@Ayush Pant I'll probably outlive you and your favourite music is just pants, anyway.

Ayush Pant

@Stephen Alan Moore ok old guy. Your old ass probably doesn't have much time anyway and you can take your "real" music crap with you

Stephen Alan Moore

@Ayush Pant You just keep listening to your rap crap if you want and I'll just keep listening to real music. Now shut up and go away like a good little boy.

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Party Dude 17

Even within a year of his death, Freddie could still sing and dance like a dream.
What a talented trooper.

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