MARCH OF THE BLACK QUEEN
Black on, black on every finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun
Make this, make that, keep making all that noise
Ooh march to the Black Queen
With black nail polish both on her fingers and toes, the image of the woman is made even darker and more mysterious. And the story is only just beginning: she tells him what to do, how he has to march to her orders.
Now I've got a belly-full
You can be my sugar baby, you can be my honey chile, yes
Finally, we see some resistance from the man. He's got a "belly-full", an expression to show that he's had enough of it. Unfortunately, love is strong, and he immediately sees again how sweet she can be. Why? Read on:
A voice from behind me reminds me
Spread out your wings you are an angel
Remember to deliver with the speed of light
A little bit of love and joy
Everything you do bears a will and a why and a wherefore
A little bit of love and joy
The voice from behind him is a voice from his past. It is the voice of a wonderful woman he once knew: his mother. He remembers how she told him that he could be anything he wants to be (compare to what is said in "Innuendo": just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be). He also remembers how she kept telling him that he had to be a good person, to bring a bit of love and joy among the people. There is an explanation for each and every action of each and every person. Everybody is driven by a will, which should be to bring that little bit of love and joy. These memories make that the man keeps seeing all the good in the woman, and again he surrenders to her demands.
In each and every soul lies a man
And very soon he'll deceive and discover
But even to the end of his life
He'll bring a little love
As his mother told him, every man is only human and sooner or later he will make a mistake and discover the power of deceit by deceiving someone himself. But a good man will never let the bad influences win, and even to the end of his life he'll bring a little love.
I reign with my left hand I rule with my right
I'm lord of all darkness I'm Queen of the night
I've got the power
Now do the march of the Black Queen
Here is the bad woman again. She reigns the man, putting him in darkness. She has the power to make him do the March of the Black Queen: to dance to her tune.
My life is in your hands, I'll fo and I'll fie
I'll be what you make me, I'll do what you like
I'll be a bad boy, I'll be your bad boy
I'll do the march of the Black Queen
He will do anything she asks him to do, even if she wants him to behave badly. That's how confusing love can be.
Walking true to style she's vulgar 'buse and vile
Fie-Fo the Black Queen tattoos all her pies
She boils and she bakes and she never dots her i's
Like you would expect from her style of behaviour, the woman is vulgar and mean. She tattoos all her pies, which can be explained in two ways. Neither of these two ways has anything to do with pastry though. First, a pie is a monetary unit formerly in use in India and Pakistan; so here we have link to Freddie's background. If Fie-Fo tattoos all her pies, she would put her mark on every bit of money of the man. In other words: she's spending all his money. Second, a pie is an almanac of services used in the English church before the Reformation. If this were what is meant here, tattooing all her pies would mean that Fie-Fo stigmatises the man with her rules. She can boil (so she can be very hot-tempered) and she can bake (she can be in the kitchen preparing a nice meal for her man), but whatever she does, she never dots her i's: she never finishes what she was doing, so her mood can change in a minute from boiling to baking and back.
Forget your sing-a-longs and your lullabies
Surrender to the city of the fireflies
Dance to the devil in beat with the band
To hell with all of you hand-in-hand
But now it's time to be gone
... I'll be back again before it's time for sunny-down ...