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
A 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, ooh
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, ooh (any way 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
Scaramouche, scaramouche
Will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning
Very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo figaro
Magnifico

But 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, no
We will not let you go
Let him go

Will not let you go
Let me go
Will not let you go
Let me go

No, no, no, no, no, no, no
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 outta here

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows

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