The Flaming Lips
Текст песни Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen Cover)

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

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

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

Got to 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

Scaramouche, Scaramouche

Will you do the Fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning

Very, very frightening me

(Galileo) Galileo

(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 hime go!)

Bismillah!

We will not let you go

(Let me go!)

Will not let you go

(Let me go!)

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 got to get out

Just got to get right out of here

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows