The Flaming Lips - 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
(magnifico)
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 (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wished 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 fright'ning 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
(oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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 (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 outta here

Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows