Bohemia 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 sea
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
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, ooh
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all