Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bohemian Rhapsody , by - The Flaming Lips. Release date: 02.04.2006
Song language: English
Bohemian Rhapsody |
| 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, 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 — (anyway the wind blows) |
| 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 — let me go |
| Never let me go — ooo |
| No, no, no, no, no, no, no — |
| Oh 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 |
| Ooh yeah, ooh yeah |
| Nothing really matters |
| Anyone can see |
| Nothing really matters — nothing really matters to me |
| Anyway the wind blows… |