Bohemian Rhapsody
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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
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 (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
But 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 me go
Will not let you go let me go (never)
Never let you go let me go
Never let me go ooo
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 stop 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
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows
"Bohemian Rhapsody" is a six-minute epic piece that takes the listener on an emotional rollercoaster, exploring themes of life, death, regret, and desperation. The song begins with the iconic line "Is this the real life?/ Is this just fantasy?" which sets the tone for the song's introspective nature. The first verse paints a picture of a man who's helpless, "Caught in a landslide/ No escape from reality." He acknowledges his status as a "poor boy" and claims that he doesn't need anyone's sympathy. He lives life as it comes, with no direction or purpose. The chorus that follows is an open admission of complacency, "Anyway the wind blows/ Doesn't really matter to me, to me."
The second verse is where the song takes a dark turn, with the singer confessing to his mother that he's "just killed a man/ Put a gun against his head/ Pulled my trigger, now he's dead." He's full of regret and knows he's thrown his life away. He begs his mother not to cry if he's not back the next day and to carry on as if nothing matters. The next section sees the singer realizing that his time has come, and he's about to face death. He's "Got to leave you all behind and face the truth," he sings. The song then breaks into an operatic section, with lines like "Scaramouch, Scaramouch will you do the Fandango" and "Galileo, Galileo, Figaro - magnifico." In the final section, the singer finally accepts his fate, "Anyway the wind blows," but not before taking one last shot at his oppressors, "Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me."
Line by Line Meaning
Is this the real life?
Questioning if what is currently being experienced is actually reality.
Is this just fantasy?
Contemplating if what is being experienced is a figment of one's imagination or a dreamed-up reality.
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Feeling trapped in a situation with no way out or escape from one's current circumstances.
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
Encouragement to take a step back and observe the world around oneself, to gain perspective and understanding.
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Stating that despite one's poverty, they don't want or need the sympathy of others.
Because I'm easy come, easy go, a little high, little low
Life is unpredictable and things can change quickly, so one must learn to adapt and be flexible.
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Acknowledging that life is full of ups and downs and it's important to just go with the flow and not stress over the little things.
Mama, just killed a man
Confessing to a crime committed, likely resulting in guilt and regret.
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Explaining the details of the aforementioned murder and the consequences of one's actions.
Mama, life had just begun, but now I've gone and thrown it all away
Reflecting on one's potential and opportunities that were lost due to destructive behavior and poor decision-making.
Mama, ooo, didn't mean to make you cry
Apologizing to a loved one for causing them emotional pain and distress.
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Acknowledging the possibility of death and encouraging others to continue living their lives despite the absence of the artist.
Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Coming to terms with one's mortality, feeling physical and emotional pain as a result.
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Saying farewell to loved ones and accepting the reality of death and the afterlife.
I see a little silhouetto of a man, Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Visualizing a vague and bizarre image of a man, possibly representing the singer's own internal (psychological) demons.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
Feeling intense physical or emotional fear, likely caused by the aforementioned bizarre image of the man.
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Figaro, Magnificooo
Muttering nonsense phrases, possibly a manifestation of the artist's deteriorating mental state.
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
Feeling unloved and unwanted due to one's poverty and possibly other negative qualities.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family, spare him his life from this monstrosity
Pleading for mercy and forgiveness for oneself or another who is of lowly status, hoping to be spared from a dangerous situation.
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 let you go - let me go, Never let me go - ooo, 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
A chaotic and confusing back-and-forth between different speakers, with one party pleading for freedom while the other denies them and implies that there are consequences for one's actions, often of a supernatural or demonic nature.
So you think you can stop 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
Asserting one's independence and refusing to be held back or hurt by anyone else's actions, taking control of one's own fate.
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, nothing really matters, anyone can see, nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
Expressing a nihilistic view of the world, believing that nothing has inherent meaning or value, and ultimately nothing truly matters in the grand scheme of things.
Anyway the wind blows
Reiterating the idea that life is unpredictable and ever-changing, and therefore advising to be adaptable and go with the flow.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: FREDDIE MERCURY
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Lyrics,
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
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 (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
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
But 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?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
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
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
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
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