“Bohemian Rhapsody” 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 … Continue reading Bohemian Rhapsody Lyrics Queen