Bohemian rhapsody
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality;
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come,
easy go, little high, little low
Anyway 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 had just begun
But now I’ve gone and
thrown it all away
Mama, oo-o-o-o-oo
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 everybody –
I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind
and face the truth
Mama, oo-o-o–oo –
(anyway the wind blows)
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all…
I see a little silhouetto of a man
(Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me)
Galileo, (Galileo),
Galileo, (Galileo),
Galileo Figaro –
(magnifico-o-o-o-o)
I’m just a poor boy
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 him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go
Will not let you go
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
I just gotta get out – just gotta get right out of here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah ooh..
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
nothing really matters…
to meeee
Anyway the wind blows