Lyrics Bohemian Rhapsody QUEEN

Written by
Freddie Mercury
Freddie Mercury
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, Goodby everybody-I've got to go- Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth- Mama, ooo- 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- 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 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 Anyway the wind blows...
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