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Panic! At The Disco

Genres: Rock

Bohemian Rhapsody (live) Lyrics - Panic! At The Disco

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 

 

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But now I've gone and thrown it all away 

Mama, oh 

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, oh, 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 

 

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Galileo, galileo 

Galileo, figaro, magnifico 

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, oh 

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 

Oh, oh yeah, oh yeah 

Nothing really matters 

Anyone can see 

Nothing really matters 

Nothing really matters to me 

Anyway the wind blows 

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