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,

cos its easy come,easy go

little high, little low

the grass is long, I have to mow (sorry I'm rubbish at this)

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 oooh oooh oooh,
didn't mean to make you cry,
if I'm not back again this time tomorrow,

[Edited on 28/3/08 by JAG]

Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters
...

(who's singing out of tune??)

[Edited on 28-3-08 by RazMan]

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine

body's aching all the time

Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.


(I can't wait for the scaramouche bit!)

Mama oooh oooh oooh
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
...

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango

(been waiting to do that bit! )

[just tuning up my air guitar]

Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me
Galileo,galileo
Galileo galileo

Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-

He’s Just A Poor Boy From A Poor Family
Spare Him His Life From This Monstrosity......

Easy come! Easy 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
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 meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....
...

[cue air guitar]

[prance]

[wiggle]

[prance]

[wiggle]

<shudder>

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


[Edited on 28/3/08 by locogeoff]

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,






Was going to wait to get the last line in but hey ho....

Sired in blasphemy,
In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts
Filled with necrolatry
Reverse the life cycle be reborn through Death.

To finish Queen -

Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....

To finish Benzines

Forgive me Father
For I know not what I do;
I leave a void to fill one,
Hear my prayers from far below

[Edited on 1/4/08 by Tim 45]