Tuesday, November 19, 2013

cover #48: bohemian rhapsody

song: bohemian rhapsody
cover: the braids
original: queen

comments: shows how much attention I'VE been paying; i've been sitting on an R&B cover of bohemian rhapsody, and i didn't even know it. i brought this thing back just in time.

first song is cover, second is original.

where can you get it?
queen - bohemian rhapsody
the braids - bohemian rhapsody

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
sent shivers down my spine
body's aching all the time
boodbye, everybody
i've got to go
gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

mama, ooh
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

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
will not let you go
never, never, never let me go
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

nothing really matters
anyone can see
nothing really matters
nothing really matters
to me

any way the wind blows

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