Bohemian Rhapsody

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, ooo
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

So you think
You can stole me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me
And leave me to die
Oh baby
Just gotta get out
Just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me