Bohemian Rhapsody - Live

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 has just begun

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 time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, 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 wanna 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, 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 him go

Will not let you go, let me go

Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go

Beelzebub has the 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 me

Anyway the wind blows