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, 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 ooooooooh 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, ooooooh
(anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

guitar solo

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, 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
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 (never)
Never let you go - let me go
O-o-o-o-o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me, for me

guitar solo

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

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters, to me

Anyway the wind blows