Bohemian Tapsody
Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
caught on the off-side
by a fielder from Bash-a-ley

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see . . .
I'm just a legend, I need no sympathy
Because I'm quickly come, quickly go,
hit it high, hit it low,
Any way the ball goes doesn't really matter to me, to me . .

Ah, ah, I just killed a man
Smeared a ball towards his head, he keeled over now he's dead
Ah, ah, my knock had just begun
but now I've got and slogged it all away

Ah, ah, yessssss!
I don't want to lie
if I'm still batting again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on,
as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,
Cow corner's on my mind, so I think I'll have a wind,
Bye-bye everybody, I've got mow,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the Twos
Ah, ah, yesssss! I don't want to lie,
but I'm so good I should have been picked for England . . .

I see a little silhouette of a man
In the bush! In the bush! Can you slog to cow corner?
Thomason and Hardy, Wharton, Pope and Lardy. Who?
Timmy Hunter, Timmy Hunter, Timmy Hunter, Timmy Hunter, Timmy Hunter let me go . . .
I'm just a First teamer from a poor First team,
He's just a First teamer from a poor First team
Spare him his life from Mrs Sanger's tea . . .
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah, no! You'll finish that bread roll!
Let me go!
Bismillah, no! You'll finish that bread roll!
Let me go!
You'll finish that bread roll! Let me go!
You'll finish that bread roll! Let me go!
You'll finish that bread roll then you can go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Oh Mrs Sanger, Mrs Sanger, Mrs Sanger let me go . . .
I think Paul Coles has a sandwich put aside for me . . for me . . .for me . . . .

So you think you can drop me and bat me at five?
I could be spending a family day at home with the wife
Oh Trestrail, can't do this to me Trestrail
Just gotta hit out, just gotta hit right out of here . . .

Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters . . . but me!
Anyway the ball goes . . .

(Music: Queen; Words: Phillips/McGuirk/Mercury)

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