Now then, we're gonna do
A nice tasty little medley for you
Just like the one we did the other day, yes
We're gonna start off with a little segment
From a number called 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, ooh
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
Sends 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
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all, oh

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Writer(s): Freddie Mercury