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Bohemian Rhapsody
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, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
How do you think I'm going to get along without you, when you're gone?
You took me for e'vrything that I had and kicked me out on my own.
Are you happy? Are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip to the sound of the beat.
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Another one bites the dust; Another one bites the dust.
Another one bites the dust, (Hey hey) Another one bites the dust.
There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man, and bring him to the ground.
You can beat him you can cheat him you can treat him bad
and leave him when he's down.
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you.
I'm standing on my own tow feet.
Out of the doorway the bullets rip, repeating the sound of the beat.
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Killer Queen
She keeps Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline
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She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined
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