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Artist/Band:
Weird Al Yankovic
Lyrics for Song: Bohemian Polka
Lyrics for Album: Alapalooza
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
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
'Cause I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me
To me
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, ooo
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, ooo
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd 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
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo figaro - Magnifico... Hey! Hey! Hey!
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's 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 him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, 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 - Can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind anyway the wind anyway the wind blows - Hey!
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Bohemian Polka
Weird Al Yankovic's "Bohemian Polka" is a satirical track from the 2004 compilation album Alapalooza. The song reimagines Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" by replacing the original melody and lyrics with a polka rhythm and a parody about a man's obsession with a specific brand of beer. Yankovic's signature style of musical comedy and parody is evident throughout the recording, which features his distinctive vocal delivery and the band's energetic performance. Released as part of a collection of his greatest hits, the track highlights his ability to transform iconic songs into humorous new works while maintaining the structural integrity of the original composition. It remains a staple in his discography, showcasing his talent for blending rock, pop, and traditional folk music styles into a cohesive and entertaining piece. |
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