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
And mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, 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-ooh-ooh (anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouette of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo Figaro magnifico

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
Oh let me go
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
Ooh baby, can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see, nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows