Buckingham Blues
(Queen; arr. by Al Yankovic
Is this the real lif
Is this just fantas
Caught in a landslid
No escape from realit
Open your eye
Look up to the skies and se
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympath
'Cause I'm easy come, easy g
Little high, little lo
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to m
Mama, just killed a ma
Put a gun against his hea
Pulled my trigger now he's dea
Mama, life had just begu
But now I've gone and thrown it all awa
Mama, ooo...didn't mean to make you cr
If I'm not back again this time tomorro
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matter
Too late, my time has com
Sends shivers down my spin
Body's aching all the tim
Goodbye everybody-I've got to g
Gotta leave you all behind and face the trut
Mama, oo
I don't want to di
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at al
I see a little silhouetto of a ma
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the Fandang
Thunderbolt and lightning-very, very frightening m
Gallileo, Gallile
Gallileo, Gallie
Gallileo figero-Magnifico...Hey! Hey! Hey
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves m
He's just a poor boy from a poor famil
Spare him his life from this monstrosit
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go-let him g
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let him g
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let him g
Will not let you go-let me g
Will not let you go -let me g
No, no, no, no, no no no no no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me g
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for m
So you think you can stone me and spit in my ey
So you think you can love me and leave me to di
OH baby-Can't do this to me, bab
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta her
Nothing really matter
Anyone can se
Nothing really matter
Nothing really matters to m
Anyway the wind, anyway the win
Anyway the wind blows-Hey
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Eric Wincentse
.maricopa.ed
Glendale Community Colleg
Glendale, Arizon
"Let's get the baby high!!"
