All Dead, All Dead

Queen · The Crown Jewels [1998]

She came without a farthing

A babe without a name

So much ado 'bout nothing

Is what she'd try to say

So much ado my lover

So many games we played

Through every fleeted summer

Through every precious day

All dead, all dead

All the dreams we had

And I wonder why I still live on

All dead, all dead

And alone I'm spared

My sweeter half instead

All dead

And gone

All dead...

All dead, all dead

At the rainbow's end

And still I hear her own sweet song

All dead, all dead

Take me back again

You know my little friend's

All dead

And gone

Her ways are always with me

I wander all the while

But please you must forgive me

I am old but still a child

All dead, all dead

But I should not grieve

In time it comes to everyone

All dead, all dead

But in hope I breathe

Of course I don't believe

You're dead

And gone

All dead

And gone.

All Dead, All Dead

All Dead, All Dead stands as a compelling example of Queen's experimental approach to rock composition. Featured on the 1998 compilation The Crown Jewels, the track showcases the band's signature blend of theatricality and hard-hitting guitar work. While often overshadowed by their most famous anthems, this recording highlights the group's ability to craft dramatic narratives within a concise format. The song reflects the dynamic range found throughout their extensive discography, balancing heavy instrumentation with melodic sensibilities. As part of a collection celebrating their legacy, it offers listeners a glimpse into the diverse sonic textures that defined their career. The track remains a testament to the band's enduring influence on rock music, demonstrating their capacity for innovation even within a compilation setting.