Bohemian Rhapsody
Never Shout Never Lyrics

Is this the real life?
Asking if this is actual reality

Is this just fantasy?
Asking if this is all just made up

Caught in a landslide
Metaphor describing being stuck with no way out

No escape from reality
Being stuck in real world problems

Open your eyes
A call to face the truth of the situation

Look up to the skies and see
Looking for guidance or hope in a higher power

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Describing oneself as not deserving of pity or sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go
Not taking life too seriously and enjoying the moment

A little high, little low
Life has its ups and downs

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Going with the flow and not letting things bother them

Mama, just killed a man
Indicating that something terrible has happened

Put a gun against his head
The artist has done something violent

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
The action of shooting someone dead with a gun

Mama, life had just begun
The singer felt like they've just started living their life

But now I've gone and thrown it all away
The singer has lost everything that they've worked for or achieved

Mama, ooh
A sorrowful cry for help, directed towards his mother

Didn't mean to make you cry
Remorse for causing pain in others

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Uncertainty as to whether the singer will still be around tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Encouraging others to keep on living and not get caught up in the singer's woes

Too late, my time has come
It is the end for the artist.

Sends shivers down my spine
Feeling scared or nervous

Body's aching all the time
Physical pain caused by something

Goodbye everybody I've got to go
Saying goodbye to those that the singer cherishes

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
The artist must confront the situation they are in and face the truth

Mama, ooh (anyway the wind blows)
Sorrowfully calling out to mother, again indicating the singer's desperation

I don't want to die
The singer fears death

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Fantasizing about a life without current problems

I see a little silhouetto of a man
The artist may be hallucinating or seeing things

Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Fandango
The artist is trying to distract themselves from the upcoming danger

Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me
Feeling scared of something

Galileo, Galileo
Name calling, but also a reference to a famous scientist who espoused heliocentrism

Galileo, Galileo
Repeat of the above line

Galileo Figaro, magnifico
Not making sense, but rhymes with 'Scaramouche, scaramouche.'

I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Feels like nobody loves or cares for the artist

He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Being of low birth or status

Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Asking for mercy from something that is terrible

Easy come easy go, will you let me go
Not wanting to be restrained

Bismillah! No we will not let you go, let him go
Refusal to let someone else go when it is wanted

Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go
Repeat of the above line

Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Asking for freedom, but again, being refused

Will not let you go, let me go (never)
Continuing to persist for freedom but being refused indefinitely

Never, never, never, never, never let me go
Repeated assertion that freedom is still desired

No, no, no, no, no, no, no
This is a clear refusal

Oh mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia let me go
Begging on mother to try to gain freedom

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
Being in opposition to something, and being punished with something terrible

For me
The punishment has been assigned only to this person

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
Refusing to be stopped despite any opposition

So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Feeling abandoned and left to fend for oneself leading up to death

Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Imploring someone not to harm the singer

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
The only solution is to escape

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Exclamations expressing relief and excitement that the end is almost over

Nothing really matters
Coming to realize that nothing at all of real importance matters in the grand scheme of things

Anyone can see
A universal truth that everyone can recognize

Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Reiterating the point that nothing matters in the end

Anyway the wind blows
A final admission that life is going to proceed no matter what happened during this awful period.