Bohemian Rhapsody sing and play along

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.

Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,

gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.

Mama, ooh,

I don't want to die.

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

Nothing really matters, anyone can see,

nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me.