Bohemian Rhapsody
[Ensemble] Lyrics

Is this the real life
Asking whether this moment is based in reality or whether it is imagined

Is this just fantasy
Asking whether this moment is an imagined event

Caught in a landslide
Being overwhelmed or pulled down by an event

No escape from reality
There is no way to avoid the difficult situation one is in

Open your eyes
A plea to be conscious about the world around us

Look up to the skies and see
To observe the world beyond ourselves

I'm just a poor boy,i need no sympathy
The singer needs neither charity nor pity

Because I'm easy come,easy go,
The artist lives life spontaneously and without much certainty

A little high,little low,
Life is filled with ups and downs

Anyway the wind blows,doesn't really matter to me,
The artist lives life as it comes, with little concern for what consequences may arise

Mama,just killed a man,
The singer confesses to committing murder

Put a gun against his head,
The method in which the artist killed the man

Pulled my trigger,now he's dead,
The singer pulled the trigger and killed the man

Mama,life had just begun,
Up until that point, the singer had felt like their had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away
The singer has now altered their life irrevocably due to their actions

Mama ooh,
A sudden exclamation from the artist

Didn't mean to make you cry
The artist's concern for how their mother might feel after commiting murder

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
The singer doesn't know if they will ever return

Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters
The singer suggests that life should be carried on as normal as his/her actions are unimportant

Too late,my time has come,
The artist feels they've come to the end of their life

Sends shivers down my spine
The artist is filled with dread and fear

Body's aching all the time,
The artist is physically suffering

Goodbye everybody I've got to go
It's time for the singer to say their goodbyes

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
The artist has to confront the truth about their past actions

I don't want to die,
The singer is afraid of dying

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
The singer ponders if their existence was worth it all

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
An observation of something obscure coming into view

Scaramouche, Scaramouche will you do the fandango
An obscure reference to an italian archetypal figure

Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
The sound of thunder bolts and lightning is terrifying the artist

Galileo, Galileo
A reference to the famed Italian astronomer

Galileo Figaro, magnifico
A play on words in reference to the astronomer

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
The artist feels unloved and unimportant

He's just a poor boy from a poor family
A description of the artist's background

Spare him his life from this monstrosity
A plea for the artist's life to be spared due to the gravity of their situation

Easy come easy go,will you let me go
The singer is reflecting on how spontaneous their life was, and begging for release

Bismillah, no,we will not let you go, let him go
A plea to let the artist go, which has been denied

Bismillah, we will not let you go, let him go
A repeated plea to let the singer go, which is continuously denied

Bismillah, we will not let you go, let me go
The singer pleads to be let go from their situation again

Will not let you go, let me go
The plea is again denied

No, no, no, no, no, no, no
A chorus of voices in opposition to the artist's plea

Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
The artist is begging to be let free from their situation

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me
The singer is aware that hell awaits them

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
The singer anticipates being wrongly persecuted

So you think you can love me and leave me to die
The artist is highlighting that love is poison and will lead to their demise

Oh baby, can't do this to me baby
The artist is in despair, declaring that the situation is intolerable

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
The artist needs to escape from their situation

Nothing really matters,
The singer has realized that nothing is really significant

Anyone can see,
Everyone is capable of this realization

Nothing really matters,nothing really matters to me,
The singer believes that nothing, no matter how important it may seem, truly matters

Any way the wind blows
The singer doesn't have a set path for their life; however it goes, that's how it goes