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 Any way the wind blows Doesn't really matter To me To me...
Momma I just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Momma Life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Momma Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on Carry on As if nothing really mattered
Too late My time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's achin' all the time
Goodbye everybody I've got to go I've gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Momma I don't wanna die I sometimes wish that I'd never been born at all
I see a little silloetto of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche Will you do the fandango? Thunderbolts and lightning Very very frightening Me
Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Figaro Magnifico-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 me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go-o-o-o-o!
No! No! No! No! No! No!
Oh mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma 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? Ooh 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 mattered Nothing really mattered To me....
Any way the wind blows

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