Bohemian Rhapsody (Instrumental)
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landside
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
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, oooh
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
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, 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
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go!)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go!)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Never let you go
(Let me go) (never)
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, hey!
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, so you think you me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landside
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
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, oooh
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
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, 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
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go!)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go!)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Never let you go
(Let me go) (never)
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, hey!
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, so you think you me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Mercury
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