Karaoké Bohemian Rhapsody (live) Zac Brown Band

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

'Cos 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 ooh ooh 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

Send 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 ooh ooh ooh ooh

I don't wanna die

I sometimes wish

I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouette-o of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche

Will you do the fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo

Galileo, Figaro

Oh 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

We will not let you go

Will not let you go

Will not let you go

Let me go go go go 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 stop 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 ooh ooh ooh yeah ooh yeah

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see nothing really matters nothing really matters

To me

Any way the wind blows