1986 · Live Magic

Vinyl L.P · U.K · EMI Records · EMC 3519.

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 Inner gatefold.

 Inner sleeve.

 Inner sleeve.

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Album Lyrics:

One Vision.

(Queen)

One man one goal one mission, 

One heart one soul just one solution, 

One flash of light yeah one god one vision

One flesh one bone, 

One true religion, 

One voice one hope, 

Wowowowo gimme one vision

No wrong no right, 

I’m gonna tell you there’s no black and no white, 

No blood no stain, 

All we need is one world wide vision

One flesh one bone, 

One true religion, 

One voice one hope, 

One real decision, 

Wowowowo gimme one vision

I had a dream, 

When I was young, 

A dream of sweet illusion, 

A glimpse of hope and unity, 

And visions of one sweet union, 

But a cold wind blows, 

And a dark rain falls, 

And in my heart it shows, 

Look what they’ve done to my dream

So give me your hands, 

Give me your hearts, 

I’m ready, 

There’s only one direction, 

One world one nation, 

Yeah one vision

No hate no fight, 

Just excitation, 

All through the night, 

It’s a celebration wowowowo yeah

One flesh one bone, 

One true religion, 

One voice one hope, 

One real decision

Gimme one night, 

Gimme one hope, 

One man one man, 

One bar one night, 

One day hey hey, 

Just gimme gimme gimme 

One vision.

Tie Your Mother Down.

(May)

Get your party gown 

Get your pigtail down 

Get your heart beatin’ baby 

Got my timin’ right 

Got my act all tight 

It’s gotta be tonight my little 

Schoolbabe

Your momma says you don’t 

And your Daddy says you won’t 

And I’m boilin’ up inside 

Ain’t no way I’m gonna lose out this time

Tie your Mother down 

Tie your Mother down 

Lock your Daddy out of doors 

I don’t need him nosing around 

Tie your Mother down 

Tie your Mother down 

Give me all your love tonight

Your momma and your Daddy gonna 

Plague me til I die 

Why can’t they understand I’m just a 

Peace lovin’ guy 

Tie your Mother down 

Tie your Mother down…

Seven Seas of Rhye.

(Mercury)

Fear me you lords and lady preachers 

I descend upon your earth from the skies 

I command your very souls you unbelievers 

Bring before me what is mine 

The seven seas of Rhye

Can you hear me you peers and privy councillors 

I stand before you naked to the eyes 

I will destroy any man who dares abuse my trust 

I swear that you’ll be mine 

At the seven seas of Rhye

Sister I live and lie for you 

Mister do and I’ll die 

You are mine I possess you 

Belong [or Make love] to you forever.

A Kind of Magic.

(Taylor)

It’s a kind of magic, 

It’s a kind of magic, 

One dream, one soul, one prize, 

One goal, one golden glance of what should be, 

It’s a kind of magic, 

One shaft of light that shows the way, 

No mortal man can win this day, 

It’s a kind of magic, 

The bell that rings inside your mind, 

It’s challenging the doors of time, 

The waiting seems eternity, 

The day will dawn of sanity, 

Is this a kind of magic, 

It’s a kind of magic, 

There can be only one, 

This rage that lasts a thousand years, 

Will soon be gone, 

This flame that burns inside of me, 

I’m hearing secret harmonies 

It’s a kind of magic, 

The bell that rings inside your mind, 

Is challenging the doors of time, 

This rage that lasts a thousand years, 

Will soon be will soon be, 

Will soon be gone, 

This is a kind of magic, 

Tere can only be one, 

This rage that lasts a thousand years, 

Will soon be gone, 

Magic – it’s a kind of magic, 

It’s a kind of magic, 

Magic, magic, magic, magic, 

It’s magic, 

It’s a kind of magic.

Under Pressure.

(Bowie/Queen)

Pressure pushing down on me 

Pressing down on you no man ask for 

Under pressure – that burns a building 

Down 

Splits a family in two 

Puts people on streets 

It’s the terror of knowing 

What this world is about 

Watching some good friends 

Screaming let me out 

Pray tomorrow – gets me higher 

Pressure on people – people on streets 

It’s the terror of knowing 

What this world is about 

Watching some good friends 

Screaming let me out 

Pray tomorrow – gets me higher 

Turned away from it all like a blind man 

Sat on a fence but it don’t work 

Keep coming up with love but it’s so slashed 

And torn 

Why – why – why 

Love 

Insanity laughs under pressure we’re 

Cracking 

Can’t we give ourselves one more chance 

Why can’t we give love that one more 

Chance 

Why can’t we give love 

Cause love’s such an old fashioned word 

And love dares you to care for 

The people on the edge of the night 

And love dares you to change our way of 

Caring about ourselves 

This is our last dance 

This is our last dance 

This is ourselves 

Under pressure 

Under pressure 

Pressure.

Another One Bites the Dust.

(Deacon)

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 

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.

I Want to Break Free.

(Deacon)

I want to break free 

I want to break free 

I want to break free from your lies 

You’re so self satisfied I don’t need you 

I’ve got to break free 

God knows, God knows I want to break free

I’ve fallen in love 

I’ve fallen in love for the first time 

And this time I know it’s for real 

I’ve fallen in love, yeah 

God knows, God knows I’ve fallen in love

It’s strange but it’s true 

I can’t get over the way you love me like you do 

But I have to be sure 

When I walk out that door 

Oh how I want to be free, baby 

Oh how I want to be free, 

Oh how I want to break free

But life still goes on 

I can’t get used to, living without, living without, 

Living without you by my side 

I don’t want to live alone, hey 

God knows, got to make it on my own 

So baby can’t you see 

I’ve got to break free.

Is This the World We Created…?

(May/Mercury)

Just look of all those hungry mouths we have to feed 

Take a look at all the suffering we breed 

So many lonely faces scattered all around 

Searching for what they need

Is this the world we created, we made it on our own 

Is this the world we devasted, right to the bone 

If there’s a God in the sky looking down 

What can he think of what we’ve done 

To the world that He created.

Bohemian Rhapsody.

(Mercury)

Mama just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, 

Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead 

Mama, life had just begun, 

But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away 

Mama, ooh, Didn’t mean to make you cry, 

If I’m not back again this time tomorrow, 

Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come, 

Sends shivers down my spine, body’s aching all the time 

Goodbye, ev’rybody, I’ve got to go, 

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth 

Mama, ooh, I don’t want to die, 

I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye 

So you think you can love me and leave me to die 

Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby, 

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, 

Nothing really matters, 

Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows.

Hammer to Fall.

(May)

Here we stand or here we fall 

History don’t care at all 

Make the bed, light the light 

Lady Mercy won’t be home tonight

You don’t waste no time at all 

Don’t hear the bell but you answer the call 

It comes to you as to us all 

We’re just waiting 

For the hammer to fall

Oh every night, and every day 

A little piece of you is falling away 

But lift your face, the Western Way — 

Build your muscles as your body decays

You don’t waste no time at all 

Don’t hear the bell but you answer the call 

It comes to you as to us all 

We’re just waiting 

For the hammer to fall

Tow the line and play their game 

Let the anaesthetic cover it all 

Till one day they call your name 

You know it’s time for the Hammer to Fall

Rich or poor or famous for 

Your truth it’s all the same 

Lock your door ’cause rain is pouring 

Through your window pane 

Baby now your struggle’s all vain

For we who grew up tall and proud 

In the shadow of the mushroom cloud 

Convinced our voices can’t be heard 

We just wanna scream it louder and louder

You don’t waste no time at all 

Don’t hear the bell but you answer the call 

It comes to you as to us all 

We’re just waiting 

For the hammer to fall

What the hell are we fighting for? 

Just surrender and it won’t hurt at all 

You just got time to say your prayers 

While you’re waiting for the Hammer to Fall.

Radio Ga-Ga.

(Taylor)

I’d sit alone and watch your light 

My only friend through teenage nights 

And everything I had to know 

I heard it on my radio 

Radio

You gave them all those old time stars 

Through wars of worlds — invaded by Mars 

You made ’em laugh — you made ’em cry 

You made us feel like we could fly

So don’t become some background noise 

A backdrop for the girls and boys 

Who just don’t know or just don’t care 

And just complain when you’re not there 

You had your time, you had the power 

You’ve yet to have your finest hour 

Radio

All we hear is Radio ga ga 

Radio goo goo 

Radio ga ga 

All we hear is Radio ga ga 

Radio blah blah 

Radio what’s new? 

Radio, someone still loves you!

We watch the shows — we watch the stars 

On videos for hours and hours 

We hardly need to use our ears 

How music changes through the years

Let’s hope you never leave old friend 

Like all good things on you we depend 

So stick around cos we might miss you 

When we grow tired of all this visual 

You had your time, you had the power 

You’ve yet to have your finest hour 

Radio — Radio

All we hear is Radio ga ga 

Radio goo goo 

Radio ga ga 

All we hear is Radio ga ga 

Radio goo goo 

Radio ga ga 

All we hear is Radio ga ga 

Radio blah blah 

Radio what’s new? 

Radio, someone still loves you!

We Will Rock You.

(May)

Buddy you’re a boy make a big noise 

Playin’ in the street gonna be a big man some day 

You got mud on yo’ face 

You big disgrace 

Kickin’ your can all over the place 

Singin’

We will we will rock you 

We will we will rock you.

Friends Will Be Friends.

(Deacon/Mercury)

Now it’s a beautiful day, 

The postman delivered a letter from your lover, 

Only a phone call away, 

You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number, 

As a matter of fact, 

You’re getting used to life without him in your way

It’s so easy now, cos you got friends you can trust, 

Friends will be friends, 

When you’re in need of love they give you care and attention, 

Friends will be friends, 

When you’re through with life and all hope is lost, 

Hold out your hand cos friends will be friends right till the end.

We Are the Champions.

(Mercury)

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 –

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.

God Save the Queen.

(arr. May)

Instrumental.

Liner Notes:

PRODUCED BY QUEEN/TRIP KHALAF

FREDDIE MERCURY

JOHN DEACON

ROGER TAYLOR

BRIANMAY

Additional keyboards, guitar and vocals:

Spike ‘The Duke’ Edney

Recorded at Wembley Stadium and Knebworth

Park, England and Nepstadion, Budapest,

Hungary

Recorded by Mack and David Richards

Recorded on the Manor Mobile, the Rolling

Stones Mobile and The Power Sound Mobile

Mixed at the Townhouse Studios

Mastered by Kevin Metcalf at the

Townhouse Studios

Engineered by John ‘Teddy Bear’ Brough

Business management: Jim ‘Miami’ Beach

Tour production and management: Gerry ‘Uncle

Grumpy’ Stickells for GLS Productions Inc.

Band coordinator: Chris ‘Crystal’ Taylor

Production and stage managers: Rick ‘Parnelli’

O’Brien and Mike ‘M.I.’ Wiesman

Pre-production coordinator: Brian Croft for

Samuelsons Group Plc.

Concert sound: James ‘Trip’ Khalaf for Clair

Brothers Audio US & UK.

Monitor Engineer: Jim ‘Mary’ Devenney

Sound technicians: Rex Ray, Tom ‘Midget’

Foehlinger, Barry Clair and Bill Louthe

Lighting designer: Roy ‘Cliff’ Bennett

Lighting: Zenith Lighting Ltd.

Lighting director: Simon Tutchener

Lighting technicians: Steve Moles, Tim Phillips,

Gerry Mott, Guy Forrester, Bob Batty, Dave Hill

for Vari-Lites and Alan Espley for Light and

Sound Design

Guitar technician: Brian ‘Jobby’ Zellis

Keyboard and bass technicians: Peter ‘Ratty’

Hince and John ‘Collie’ Collins

Drum technician: Neil ‘Moxie’ Glover

Piano tuner: Steven Benjamins

Rigger: Charlie ‘High Steel Drifter’ Boxhall

Carpenters: Dave ‘Batman’ Irwin and Alex ‘Zeus’

Alexandrou

Band assistant: Joe ‘Liza’ Fanelli

Assistant to tour manager: Sylvia Reed

Wardrobe: Tony ‘Mr. Hyde’ Williams

Stage costumes: Diana Moseley

Physiotherapist: Dieter ‘Fizzy-O’ Breit

Security: Wally Gore, John ‘Tunbridge’ Wells,

Terry Giddings, Jim Callaghan, Dave Mills and

Brendan Hyland

Trucking: Edwin Shirley Trucking Ltd.

Drivers: Mickey Conafray, Albert Stutton, Alan

‘Vera’ Moore, John ‘B.J.’ Lewis, George Stedman,

Ted Winfield, Nigel Auckland, Joe Harrison and

Tim Davis

Buses: Len Wright Travel

Drivers: Mick Dean and Graham Joggins

Staging: Edwin Shirley Staging

Staging coordinator: Graeme Fleming and

Henry Crallen

Staging crew: Tom Armstrong, Dale Scotting,

Dragon Kuzmanov and Phillip Pescod

Set design: Planview, Inc. John McGraw and

John Miles

Set construction: Kimpton Walker Ltd.

Travel: Trinifold Travel Ltd. Mike Hawksworth

and Alan Newing

U.S. travel: Air Apparent, Inc. Paula Lessel

Accounting: Peter Chant

U.K. Publicity: Roxy Meade

U.S. Publicity: Bryn Bridenthal

Freight forwarders: Rock-It Cargo Ltd and

Rock-It Cargo, Inc.

Catering: Toad in the Hole, Dave Keeble,

Dave Lewis, Dave Thomas, Mick ‘Not Dave’

Riddle, Lindsey ‘Not Dave’ Beckingham and

Malcolm ‘Not Dave’ Barnett

Documentary filming: ‘The Torpedo Twins’,

Rudi Dolezal and Hannes Rossacher

Queen Productions Ltd: Julie Nash, Jacky Gunn,

Christine Southard, Mary Collins and Peter

‘Feebie’ Freestone

The Official International Queen Fan Club

46 Pembridge Road, London W11 3HN, England

Designed by Richard Gray

Photography by Denis ‘Scoop’ O’Regan,

Neal Preston and Torleif Svensson

2001 Remaster

Remastered by Peter Mew at Abbey Road Studios 2001.