Bohemian Polka
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
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
cause Im easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me
To me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now hes dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didnt mean to make you cry
If Im 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
Bodys aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - Ive got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I dont want to die
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a mam
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very, very frightening me
Galileo, galileo
Galileo, galileo
Galileo figaro - magnifico... hey! hey! hey!
Im just a poor boy, nobody loves me
Hes 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 him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, 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 - cant do this to me, baby
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song performed by Weird Al Yankovic
Added by Lucian Velea
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