Queen
Bohemian Rhapsody
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Cought in a landslide,
no escape from reality
Open your eyes,
look up in the ski and see
I'm just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come,
easy go
Little high little low
Any way the wind blows
doesn't really matter to me,
to me
Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger
now he's dead
Mama, life has 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 tommorrow
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
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche,
Scaramouche,
Will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning
very very fright'ning me
(Galileo) Galileo
(Galileo) Galileo
Galileo fiGaro
Magnifico!
I'm just a poor boy
and nobody loves me
He's just a poor
boy from a poor family
Spare him his life
from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go,
will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we
will not let you go
(Let him go)
Bismillah! we will
not let you go
(Let me go) will
not let you go
(Let me go) will
not let you go
(Let me go) Ah...
No, No, No, No, No,
No, No,
Oh Mama mia, Mama mia,
Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a
devil put aside
for me, for me, for me
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 out of here
Nothing really matters,
anyone can see
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
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