Bohemian Rhapsody (ver. 2)
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 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 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 ooo I don’t want to die I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all I see a little sil-houetto of a man Scaramouch scaramouch will you do the fan-dan-go Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me Gallileo Gallileo Gallileo Gallileo Gallileo Figaro - magnifico I’m just a poor boy and no-body loves me He’s just a poor - boy from a poor fami - ly Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come easy go - will you let me go Bis-millah! No - we will not let you go - let him go Bis-millah! 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 (Never) let me go - ooo No no no no no no no - Oh mama mia mama mia mama mia let me go Be-elze-bub 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 ooo ooh yeah ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me Any-way the wind blows By: Stephan Greijn