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
A 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
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,
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.......

(I see a little silhouetto of a man)
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning
(very very frightening me!)

Gallileo,
Gallileo,
Gallileo,
Gallileo,
Gallileo 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!

Never, never let you go -
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!!!!!!
- Let me go! Never let me go!

- Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for meeeee.........

So you think
You can stole 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

Anyway the wind blows...


Bohemian Rhapsody
Queen - Freddie Mercury