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Bohemian RhapsodyIs 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, ooo, 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, ooo - 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 frightening me - Galileo, Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo Galileo figaro - Magnifico - But I'm just a poor boy and 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 - let me go No, no, no, no,
no, no, no - Mama mia, mama mia, mama 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 - Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing
really matters -, nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows...
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