Bohemian Polka

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
 'Cause I'm easy come, easy go
 Little high, little low
 Anyway 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, ooo
 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, ooo
 I don't want to die
 I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
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 I see a little silhouetto of a mam
 Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
 Thunderbolt and lightning - very, very frightening me
 Galileo, Galileo
 Galileo, Galileo
 Galileo figaro - Magnifico... hey! hey! hey!
 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 him go
 Will not let you go - let him go
 Will not let you go - let him go
 No, no, 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
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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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 Nothing really matters
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 Anyone can see
 Nothing really matters
 Nothing really matters to me
 Any way the wind
 Any way the wind
 Any way the wind blows - hey!