Bohemian Rapsody

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, doesnt 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 has just began
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this tim 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, ooh, 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

I'm just a poor man 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...
Oh mama mia, mama mia, let me go
Belzebut has a devil put aside for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eyes
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 me

Anyway the wind blows...