Bohemian Rhapsody – Words and music by Freddie Mercury
Parody and Copyright by LonePalm
Is this a real race?
Is this Democracy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape to reality.
Open your eyes,
Look up at the polls and see,
I'm just a rich schlub, I get no sympathy,
Because I'm easily led, awfully slow,
Cannot think, do not know,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.
Comma, just killed the plan,
Saw Corn Pop behind the shed,
Pulled my leg hairs, now it's dead.
Comma, strife had just begun,
But now I've gone and blown it all away.
Comma, ooh,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm awake again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Too late, my brain has gone,
I think it took my spine,
Body's aching, need more wine.
Goodbye, everybody, I’m just too slow,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Comma, ooh (Any way the wind blows),
I don’t want to lie,
I sometimes wish I'd never been run at all.
I see a little pirouetto of a man,
Scaramucci, Scaramucci, will you dance to Joe’s tango?
Now the polls are tightening very, very frightening me.
(Hold the mayo) Hold the mayo.
(Hold the mayo) Hold the mayo,
Hold the mayo Eskimo
Geronimo-o-o-o-o.
I'm such a rich schlub, nobody loves me.
He was a poor schlub from a schlub family,
Grifting his life with his con family.
Want to speak, need more dough, will you let me bro?
Kamala! No, we will not let you Joe. (Let you Joe!)
Kamala! We will not let you Joe. (Let you Joe!)
Kamala! We will not let you Joe. (Let you Joe!)
Will not let you Joe. (Let you Joe!)
Never let you Joe (Never, never, never, never let you Joe)
Oh oh oh oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, Karmann Ghia, Karmann Ghia (Karmann Ghia, let me go.)
BillHillzebub has a bullet put aside for me, for me, for me.
So you think you can run me and I will comply?
So you think you can run me and then have me die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.
(Ooooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.
Any way the wind blows...
WWG1WGA
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
