Bohemian Rhapsody

Queen

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A, Ab, Abm, B, Bb, Bbm, C, Cm, D, Db, Dm, E, Eb, Ebm, F, Fm, G, Gb, Gm

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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, 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

Send shivers down my spine

body's aching all the time goodbye everybody I've got to go I'm gonna leave

Leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooh

I don't wanna die

Sometimes I wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche

Will you do the fondant gore

Vulnerable to lightning, very, very frightening me

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Let me go

Let me go

Let me go

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

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 out of here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters, anyone can see

Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me.

Anyway, the wind blows.

tags

  • #aNightAtTheOpera
  • #rock
  • #70s
  • #1970s
  • #1975