Bohemian Rhapsody
Showtime Orchestra And Singers Lyrics
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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 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 yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows
The lyrics to "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen are a complex and poetic exploration of life, death, and the human experience. The song begins with the classic questions, "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?" before diving into a story of a young man who has just killed someone and is facing the consequences of his actions. He pleads with his mother, assures her that he didn't mean to cause her pain, and contemplates the meaning of his own life. The song then takes an unexpected and surreal turn, with the singer imagining a strange scene involving a silhouetto of a man, a fandango, and thunderbolts.
Throughout the song, the lyrics touch on themes of loneliness, despair, and the struggle to find purpose in life. The singer's repeated assertion that "nothing really matters" can be seen as a nihilistic statement, but it can also be interpreted as a plea for acceptance and a reminder that, in the end, we are all just humans trying to make sense of our place in the universe.
Line by Line Meaning
Is this the real life?
Asks whether the current experience is actually happening or is just a dream
Is this just fantasy?
Asks whether the current experience is an imaginary scenario
Caught in a landslide
Feeling stuck in an impossible situation
No escape from reality
Unable to avoid or ignore the current situation
Open your eyes
Encouragement to face the reality of the situation
Look up to the skies and see
To recognize the surrounding environment
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Personal statement of modesty and independence
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Life is transient and unpredictable
A little high, little low
Life has its ups and downs but remains relative overall
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Willingness to accept what comes and go with the flow
Mama, just killed a man
Confession of a violent act
Put a gun against his head
Details of the violent act
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Confirmation of the fatal outcome
Mama, life had just begun
Contrasts the act of violence with the potential of life
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Acknowledgment of a catastrophic mistake
Didn't mean to make you cry
Apology to a loved one
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Uncertainty about the future
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Encouragement to continue on despite challenges and lack of purpose
Too late, my time has come
Realization that the end is near
Sends shivers down my spine
Physical reaction to fear or excitement
Body's aching all the time
Physical discomfort or emotional exhaustion
Goodbye everybody I've got to go
Farewell to loved ones
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Acceptance of the final outcome
I don't want to die
Fear of death
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Regret for existence and desire for escape
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Visual observation of a recognizable figure
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Rhetorical question and challenge directed towards a specific individual
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
Fearful reaction to the environment
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Direct reference and appeal to real individual
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Repetition of direct reference and appeal
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
Admiring remark and exclamation
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Reiteration of personal status and lack of affection
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Acknowledgment of commonality and struggle
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Plea for mercy and compassion
Easy come easy go will you let me go
Willingness to leave without resistance
Bismillah! No we will not let you go - let him go
Religious invocation followed by refusal and demand
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Repetition of religious invocation and refusal
Bismillah! We will not let you go let me go
Reiteration of religious invocation and personal plea
Will not let you go let me go (never)
Firm assertion and denial of request
Never let you go let me go
Reiteration of personal desire
Never let me go ooo
Endearing plea
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Rejection and refusal
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Plea to a parental figure for assistance
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
Personal belief or acknowledgment of misfortune
For me
Personal emphasis on fate or outcome
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
Challenging response to oppression and confrontation
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Criticism of false affection and abandonment
Oh baby can't do this to me baby
Personal affront and appeal
Just gotta get out just gotta get right outta here
Desire for escape and liberation
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Expression of satisfaction or agreement
Nothing really matters
Final realization of the insignificance of everything
Anyone can see
Acknowledgment of obvious fact
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Confirmation of the final realization and personal relevance
Anyway the wind blows
Conclusion and summary of the song's message
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Written by: Freddie Mercury
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