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 （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 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 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, oooooooh （Anyway the wind blows）

I don't want to die

Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Guitar Solo

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me

（Galileo） Galileo （Galileo） Galileo, Galileo Figaro

Magnifico-o-o-o-o

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 me go （Will not let you go） （Never, never, never, never）

Let me go, o, o, o, o

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 outta here

Guitar Solo]

（Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah）

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...