Bohemian Rhapsody - 2011 Mix

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
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 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
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 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 (any way the wind blows)
 I don't wanna die
 I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
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 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)
 Never, never, never, never let me go
 No, no, no, no, no, no, no
 Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
 Mamma mia, let me go
 Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
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 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
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 Ooh
 Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
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 Nothing really matters, anyone can see
 Nothing really matters
 Nothing really matters to me
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 (Any way the wind blows)