queen - bohemian rhapsody // instrumental + backing vocals

song: bohemian rhapsody
album: a night at the opera
artist: queen

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
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, (way the wind blows)
i don't wanna die
i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all

i see a little silhuetto of a man
scaramouche, scaramouche
will you do the fandango?
thunderbolt and lightning
very, very frightening me

(galileo, galileo)
(falileo, 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)
never, 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

(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

nothing really matters
anyone can see
nothing really matters
nothing really matters to me
(any way the wind blows)

[theyakkomanguy]

I think of that one scene in Wayne's World (1992) where Wayne Campbell (Mike Myers) plays the song and head-bangs to it every time I hear this song.

[JB-hqkk]

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landside,
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
Mamaaa,
Just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger,
Now he's dead
Mamaaa, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh,
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, oooh
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!
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo
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)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
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 meee
So you think you can stop 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...

[Random_Alt]

(easy to read lyrics)
[Intro]
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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 (Any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
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
But 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

[Bridge]
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

[Outro]
(Ooh)
(Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows

[frenzyproductions]

Just sang the fuck out of this in my kitchen

[OurLucylocket]

aw shame they left the middle 8 lead vocal on as its my favourite bit to sing ..

[andrejmolotov]

Is this the real life?
Será essa a verdade
Is this just fantasy?
Ou será fantasia
Caught in a landside,
Fui pego de surpresa
No escape from reality
E estou na presidência
Open your eyes,
Abro meus olhos
Look up to the skies and see,
Posso usar minha demência
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Eu era do baixo clero sem nenhuma simpatia
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Agora mato preto mato pobre mato gay mato índio
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to
Pra onde o vento bate eu pratico meu genocídio
Me, to me
Sou nazista
Mamaaa,
Mamaaae
Just killed a man
Eu matei meu povo
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger,
Tirei o respirador... e causei medo e pavor
Now he's dead
Agora eles morreram
Mamaaa, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh,
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, oooh
I don't want to…

[markrich]

Im wondering if all the performances can combine into one take to match this arrangement great thing to singalong too