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Bohemian Rhapsody     Queen


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 ooo
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 ooo (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!
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!)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Mama mia, mama mia
Mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil.