Bohemian Rhapsody

Bohemian Rhapsody

作詞:Freddie Mercury

作曲:Freddie Mercury

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
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,
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, 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 fright'ning me

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