You know what I was thinking? This blog needs some more queen. And not just any queen, but the Queen
And what better song to start us off than Bohemian Rhapsody.
Yep, this is one of my favorite Queen songs. It was released in 1975 and topped the charts worldwide, being number one on many country’s charts.
The song was mostly written by Freddie Mercury, took three weeks to record, and was one of the most expensive songs to create at the time.
Some believe the lyrics are nonsense but the song was created to take on features of the Bohemian lifestyle but also included more complex meanings of life. This song is up there with American Pie in its constant analyzation. This below was one I particularly liked.
Now let’s talk about the music. First of all with this song I sing EVERYTHING!
And this also has one of the best guitar solos.
I just love this song.
So take it away boys:
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,
Anyway 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.
Didn’t mean to make you cry,
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Too late, my time has come,
Sent 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 (anyway the wind blows),
I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me.
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me 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!)
Never, never let you go
Never let me go, oh.
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 me.
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.
(Oh, yeah, oh yeah)
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.
Anyway the wind blows.
For more on Bohemian Rhapsody, go to In Rhapsody Over Clint Eastwood
For more on Queen, go to We Will Fandom You
For more of my favorite songs, go to Hail to the King