Bohemian Rhapsody Video (MV)

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, ooh
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
Sent shivers down my spine
Body's achin' all the time
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Are you ready to sing with me, hey?

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, 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

Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the 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 out of here

Nothin' really matters
Anyone can see
Nothin' really matters
Nothin' really matters to me

Any way the wind blows