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...

 

 

I 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 wooo~

 

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 wooo

 

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 frightning 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

 

 

 

 

Oh 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

 

 

 

 

 

 

Woo~

 

 

Woo Yeah~ Woo Yeah~

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing really matters

 

Anyone can see

 

Nothing really matters

 

 

Nothing really matters

 

 

To me...

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway the wind blows...

 

 

 

 

 

 

- QUEEN -