Bohemian Rhapsody: What A Wonderful World
Bohemian Rhapsody: What A Wonderful World
Bohemian Rhapsody: What A Wonderful World
What A Wonderful World I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
I see trees of green, red roses too I see a little silhouetto of a man
I see them bloom for me and you Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
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I see skies of blue and clouds of white Thunderbolt and lightning very very
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night frightening me
And I think to myself what a wonderful world Gallileo, Gallileo
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Gallileo, Gallileo
Are also on the faces of people going by Gallileo Figaro, magnifico
I see friends shaking hands saying how do
you do I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me
They're really saying I love you He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know Easy come easy go, will you let me go
And I think to myself what a wonderful world Bismillah! No we will not let you go, let him
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world 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)
Bohemian Rhapsody Never, never, never, never, never let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me
Caught in a landslide go
No escape from reality Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
Open your eyes For me
Look up to the skies and see For me
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go So you think you can stop me and spit in my
A little high, little low eye
Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really So you think you can love me and leave me
matter to me, to me to die
Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby
Mama, just killed a man Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta
Put a gun against his head here
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away Nothing really matters
Mama, ooh Anyone can see
Didn’t mean to make you cry Nothing really matters nothing really matters
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow to me
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really
matters Anyway the wind blows