Bohemian Rhapsody
Composição: Freddie Mercury, Roy Thomas Baker.Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Anyway the wind blows Doesn't really matter to me To me 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! I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all Ooh ohhh Oh, baby! Can't do this to me, baby! Just gotta get out Just gotta get outta here Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me