โหลดเพลง mp3 Bohemian Rhapsody - Top of the Poppers

Bohemian Rhapsody - Top of the Poppers
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
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

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

Sending 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 anyway the wind blows
I don't want to die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
Gallileo Gallileo
Gallileo Gallileo
Gallileo Figaro magnifico
I'm just a poor boy and 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 you 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 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 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

I just gotta get out just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah ooh yeah ooh

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters
Much to me