Bohemian Rhapsody (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Queen

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Ye Olde Lyrics:

Is this verily life real? Is this but mere fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality true
Open thine eyes, gaze aloft to the skies and see
I'm but a poor lad, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, a little high, a little low
Any way the wind dost blow matters not to me, to me
Mother, just killed a man
Put a bow 'gainst his head, Let the string lose, now he's dead
Mother, life had just begun
But now I've gone and cast it all away
Mother, ooh, meant not to make thee weep
If I'm not back again this time on the morrow
Carry on, carry on as if naught truly matters

Too late, mine time hath come
Sends shivers down mine spine, body's aching all the time
Farewell, all, I've got to go hence
Must leave thee all behind and face the truth
Mother, ooh (any way the wind dost blow)
I wish not to die
I oft wish I'd ne'er been born at all
I see a little shadow of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, wilt thou do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, verily, verily frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm but a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's but a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, wilt thou let me go?

In the name of God
Nay, we will not let thee go (let him go)

In the name of God
We will not let thee go (let him go)

In the name of God
We will not let thee go (let me go)
Will not let thee go (let me go)
Never, never, never, never let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub hath a devil set aside for me, for me, for me
So thou think'st thou can stone me and spit in mine eye?
So thou think'st thou can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, canst not do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yea, ooh, yea
Naught really matters, anyone can see
Naught really matters
Naught really matters to me

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