What is the meaning of 'March of the Black Queen' song

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]FriedChicken<br><font size=1>The Almighty</font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME]It's not a joke. I'm serious!
The lyrics say it all!!



"Here comes the Black Queen poking in the pile"

the black queen is ofcourse an african woman who is searching through her stock of ingredients. To find what she needs for her pie.


"Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"

nigger-sugar and oil. These are ingredients for her pies/cakes.


"Now I've got a belly full"

The costumers who buy her pie's have eaten it all. And now their bellies are full.


"You can be my sugar baby
You can be my honey chile"

Sugar... honey... both ingredients.


"Remember to deliver with the speed of light"
Here the 'black queen' says to her delivery boy to bring the pie to the costumer as quick as possible.


"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 "

The black queen also makes pie's people would like to have. You can give her all kinds of wishes. Carrotpie, Papayapie, Mangopie. Everything you want.. and she will make it.



"The Black Queen tattoos all her pies
She boils and she bakes"

She puts a stamp on the pie which has the logo of her bakery.
Boiling and baking ofcourse refers to making cakes and pies.



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Ahh if you had said that yesterday when I really needed a good laugh xD

Why do you feel the need to "understand"? Just listen to the music... :D If you DO figure out what you think the song may be about, though, that's nice! But if you don't, no sweat. It's still the same.

And the "nigger sugar".. I always thought he was merely referring to brown sugar. I myself think it sounds poetic and suits the feel of the song. I'm sure Freddie would never include a racial slur in any of his songs.

I think it might be about a chess game...but who knows, that what was so great about Freddie's early songs. Some of them were just SO out there for a non-psychadelic rock band. Definetely some Led Zep influence in the lyrical work.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]FriedChicken<br><font size=1>The Almighty</font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME]It's not a joke. I'm serious!
The lyrics say it all!!



"Here comes the Black Queen poking in the pile"

the black queen is ofcourse an african woman who is searching through her stock of ingredients. To find what she needs for her pie.


"Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"

nigger-sugar and oil. These are ingredients for her pies/cakes.


"Now I've got a belly full"

The costumers who buy her pie's have eaten it all. And now their bellies are full.


"You can be my sugar baby
You can be my honey chile"

Sugar... honey... both ingredients.


"Remember to deliver with the speed of light"
Here the 'black queen' says to her delivery boy to bring the pie to the costumer as quick as possible.


"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 "

The black queen also makes pie's people would like to have. You can give her all kinds of wishes. Carrotpie, Papayapie, Mangopie. Everything you want.. and she will make it.



"The Black Queen tattoos all her pies
She boils and she bakes"

She puts a stamp on the pie which has the logo of her bakery.
Boiling and baking ofcourse refers to making cakes and pies.



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What the devil???

I highly doubt that is what the song is about, and if it was or is, thats VERY offensive and sterotypical, especially towards me, since I am black and a female...but I really hope that Freddie wasnt being offensive...brb

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=336600>ChinesedogTorture wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Why do you feel the need to "understand"? Just listen to the music... :D If you DO figure out what you think the song may be about, though, that's nice! But if you don't, no sweat. It's still the same.

And the "nigger sugar".. I always thought he was merely referring to brown sugar. I myself think it sounds poetic and suits the feel of the song. I'm sure Freddie would never include a racial slur in any of his songs.[/QUOTE]


I dont know Chinese, I usually dont feel the need to 'understand' songs, but this song was so freakin tough to interrupt...I just feel the need to...I dunno, thats just me :)

I do the second track on the Queen II album: Father to Son....thats a very nice song!!!

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]FriedChicken<br><font size=1>The Almighty</font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME]It's not a joke. I'm serious!
The lyrics say it all!!



"Here comes the Black Queen poking in the pile"

the black queen is ofcourse an african woman who is searching through her stock of ingredients. To find what she needs for her pie.


"Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"

nigger-sugar and oil. These are ingredients for her pies/cakes.


"Now I've got a belly full"

The costumers who buy her pie's have eaten it all. And now their bellies are full.


"You can be my sugar baby
You can be my honey chile"

Sugar... honey... both ingredients.


"Remember to deliver with the speed of light"
Here the 'black queen' says to her delivery boy to bring the pie to the costumer as quick as possible.


"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 "

The black queen also makes pie's people would like to have. You can give her all kinds of wishes. Carrotpie, Papayapie, Mangopie. Everything you want.. and she will make it.



"The Black Queen tattoos all her pies
She boils and she bakes"

She puts a stamp on the pie which has the logo of her bakery.
Boiling and baking ofcourse refers to making cakes and pies.



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lol I think it is about sex with some black woman, possibly a hooker, i mean, the lyrics do not sound like she is a baker. lol

I think songs like these don't even have a meaning.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]FriedChicken<br><font size=1>The Almighty</font> wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I think songs like these don't even have a meaning. [/QUOTE]

lol yeah. But don't you hear the amusement of Freddie being involved with a Black prostitute who enjoys rubbing him up with baby oil? lol I always heard he liked black women and heavy set women also. I guess he was a lover of all women, like me. :)

My thoughts about March of the Black Queen

Do you mean it
Do you mean it
Do you mean it
(The black hooker tells the man she loves him)

Why don't you mean it
(the man desperately wants her to love him for real)

Why do I follow you and where do you go
(the man keeps coming to this black hooker)

You've never seen nothing like it no never in your
life
Like going up to heaven and then coming back
alive
Let me tell you all about it –
(the woman takes the man to sexual heights he had never reached before)

And the world will so allow it
Ooh give a little time to choose
Water babies singing in a lily-pool delight
Blue powder monkies praying in the dead of night
Here comes the Black Queen, poking in the pile
Fie-fo the Black Queen, marching single file
Take this, take that, bring them down to size
(March to the Black Queen)
Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
A little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a baby oil
Black on, black on every finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun
Make this, make that, keep making all that noise
(March to the Black Queen)
(could be all kinds of ingredients of a female mistress and her slave client.
Take this Take that: she gives her client a firm treat with her whip in her basement, providing the cocaine and oil etc. Keep making all that noise: he screams)

Now I've got a belly-full
(the man has ejaculated inside (or over) the woman)
You can be my sugar-baby, you can be my honey chile, yes
(he believes she’s the one for him)

A voice from behind me reminds me
(the man thinks about his own wife – his conscience)

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 (will bear a will...)
bears a will and a why and a wherefore
A little bit of love and joy
(the man has his reasons to cheat on his wife, he’s looking for a kind of love he believes he cannot find at home anymore)

In each and every soul lies a man
And very soon he'll deceive and discover
But even till the end of his life, he'll bring a little
love
(all men are cheaters, he’ll get aware of this, but everytime he still gets home where he still has some love for his wife to “fullfill” her needs.)

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
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
(the black woman rules over the man, she can make him do whatever she wants)

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"
(a classy hooker who get’s real nasty)

She’s our leader

Forget you singalongs and your lullabies
(she wants the man to forget his children (for whom he sang lullabies))
Surrender to the City of the Fireflies
(surrender to (that specific part of) the black woman’s body)

Dance with the Devil in beat with the band
(the man does what he came for, in the same rhythm as the woman’s body is moving)

To hell with all of you hand-in-hand
(the black woman doesn’t give a damn she’s having sex with a married man)
(hand-in-hand: man and wife)

But now it's time to be gone - la la la - for¬ever
Forever...lalala lalala
(the hour has passed… time for her to get a new customer)

But of course, it could also describe a woman who works in a bakery, that too makes sense :-)

LOL, this is the best explanation!

Never thought about the meaning of my most popular Queensong.... But if i have 2, this would b it!

I always thought it was a dialogue between Freddie or the band and their audience.

There's seduction (of the masses as well as the performer), there are show elements – pyrotechnics, music and costumes, and there's the feeling of power over a submissive audience.

The song was written at the beginning of their carreer, when everything was overwhelming, when success came faster than could be handled. Maybe the impression of all that led Freddie to writing those cryptic, but nonetheless intoxicating lyrics.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Rien wrote: [/QUOTENAME]My thoughts about March of the Black Queen

Do you mean it
Do you mean it
Do you mean it
(The black hooker tells the man she loves him)

Why don't you mean it
(the man desperately wants her to love him for real)

Why do I follow you and where do you go
(the man keeps coming to this black hooker)

You've never seen nothing like it no never in your
life
Like going up to heaven and then coming back
alive
Let me tell you all about it –
(the woman takes the man to sexual heights he had never reached before)

And the world will so allow it
Ooh give a little time to choose
Water babies singing in a lily-pool delight
Blue powder monkies praying in the dead of night
Here comes the Black Queen, poking in the pile
Fie-fo the Black Queen, marching single file
Take this, take that, bring them down to size
(March to the Black Queen)
Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
A little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a baby oil
Black on, black on every finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun
Make this, make that, keep making all that noise
(March to the Black Queen)
(could be all kinds of ingredients of a female mistress and her slave client.
Take this Take that: she gives her client a firm treat with her whip in her basement, providing the cocaine and oil etc. Keep making all that noise: he screams)

Now I've got a belly-full
(the man has ejaculated inside (or over) the woman)
You can be my sugar-baby, you can be my honey chile, yes
(he believes she’s the one for him)

A voice from behind me reminds me
(the man thinks about his own wife – his conscience)

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 (will bear a will...)
bears a will and a why and a wherefore
A little bit of love and joy
(the man has his reasons to cheat on his wife, he’s looking for a kind of love he believes he cannot find at home anymore)

In each and every soul lies a man
And very soon he'll deceive and discover
But even till the end of his life, he'll bring a little
love
(all men are cheaters, he’ll get aware of this, but everytime he still gets home where he still has some love for his wife to “fullfill” her needs.)

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
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
(the black woman rules over the man, she can make him do whatever she wants)

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"
(a classy hooker who get’s real nasty)

She’s our leader

Forget you singalongs and your lullabies
(she wants the man to forget his children (for whom he sang lullabies))
Surrender to the City of the Fireflies
(surrender to (that specific part of) the black woman’s body)

Dance with the Devil in beat with the band
(the man does what he came for, in the same rhythm as the woman’s body is moving)

To hell with all of you hand-in-hand
(the black woman doesn’t give a damn she’s having sex with a married man)
(hand-in-hand: man and wife)

But now it's time to be gone - la la la - for¬ever
Forever...lalala lalala
(the hour has passed… time for her to get a new customer)

But of course, it could also describe a woman who works in a bakery, that too makes sense :-)
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lol Nice! :) I think this song could have several different meanings, or no meaning. lol Maybe a play turned into a song? lol Great song anyways.

Nice try Rien, but you couldn't have been any more wrong :P

Talking about March of the Black Queen..

Maybe it's interesting for the dutchies. I did an old medieval translation of MOTBQ. And me and a friend recorded it :D

Eene stem van acht'ren herdenct mi
Sprydt uw wiecken uyt ghy zyt een Enghel
Vergeet niet om de zenden met den vaert des lichts
Eene vleughje minne ende vreughd.

Alles dat ghy doet draegt een wil een waerom
En een waervoor.
Een vleughje minne ende vreughd.

In iederelcke ziel ligt een man en aldra zal hi bedriegen en ontdekken
Maer zelfs tot aen het eynd van zyn tyd, brengt hi een vleughje minne ende vreughd