Video musicale

Bohemian Rhapsody (LP/CD only)
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In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maynard James Keenan
Maynard James Keenan
Vocals
Mahsa Zargaran
Mahsa Zargaran
Keyboards
Jeff Friedl
Jeff Friedl
Drums
Puscifer
Puscifer
Instrument
Mat Mitchell
Mat Mitchell
Guitar
Paul G Barker
Paul G Barker
Bass
Carina Round
Carina Round
Vocals
Josh Eustis
Josh Eustis
Vocals
Juliette Commagere
Juliette Commagere
Vocals
Matt McJunkins
Matt McJunkins
Bass
Zac Rae
Zac Rae
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Freddie Mercury
Freddie Mercury
Songwriter

Testi

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 And now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh, ooh-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, ooh-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 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? 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, never let me go) (ah) 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 out of here (Ooh) (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah) Nothing really matters, anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me
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