Producer, Associated Performer, Bass (vocal), Drum, Percussion, Keyboards: BloodPop®
Producer, Associated Performer, Bass (vocal), Drum, Percussion, Keyboards: BURNS
Studio Personnel, Recording Engineer, Mixer: Benjamin Rice
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Tom Norris
Studio Personnel, Assistant Mixer: Scott Kelly
Associated Performer, Background Vocalist: Madison Love
Studio Personnel, Mastering Engineer: Randy Merrill
Composer Lyricist: Lady Gaga
Composer Lyricist: BloodPop®
Composer Lyricist: BURNS
Composer Lyricist: Rami Yacoub
Composer Lyricist: Madison Emiko Love
Composer Lyricist: Hong Jun Park
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Lyrics:
You light me up inside
Like the 4th of July
Whenever youre around
I always seem to smile
And people ask me how
Well youre the reason why
Im dancing in the mirror
And singing in the shower
La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da
Singing in the shower
La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da
Singing in the shower
Producer, Studio Personnel, Mixer, Associated Performer, Programming: Greg Wells
Studio Personnel, Recording Engineer: Joe Chiccarelli
Associated Performer, Piano: MIKA
Associated Performer, Guitar: Tim Pierce
Composer Lyricist: Nicholas Eede
Composer Lyricist: MIKA
Composer Lyricist: Ahmed Modi
℗ An Aftermath Entertainment/Interscope Records Release; ℗ 1999 UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 1999-01-01
Studio Personnel, Mixer, Producer: Dr. Dre
Studio Personnel, Mix Engineer: Richard «Segal» Huredia
Associated Performer, Rap Vocalist: Eminem
Composer Lyricist: Labi Siffre
Composer Lyricist: Eminem
Composer Lyricist: Andre R. Young
The official Bohemian Rhapsody music video. Taken from Queen — Greatest Video Hits 1. Lyrics below:
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
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because Im easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now hes dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didnt mean to make you cry
If Im not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Bodys aching all the time
Goodbye everybody — Ive got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo — (anyway the wind blows)
I dont want to die
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning — very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro — magnifico
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Hes 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 — let me go
Never let me go — ooo
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 — cant do this to me baby
Just gotta get out — just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters — nothing really matters to me