Bohemian Rhapsody - 2011 Mix Lyrics

Is this the real life?
Is this the 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 (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go

Little high, little low
Any way 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, ooh-ooh
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, ooh-ooh (Any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna 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

But 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
We'll not let you go
Let me go
We'll not let you go (Never, never, never)
(Never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

(Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia)
Mamma 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

(Ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows