Guns N' Roses - Bohemian Rhapsody (Vocal Track)

8th track of Guns N' Roses' 8th studio album, The Cucumber Conundrum.

Due to the extreme inconsistency of the vocal track, I'll upload only the vocal track as it's impossible for me to sync it to the original Queen instrumental. Maybe I can try it in the future.

This track features Axl Rose and Duff McKagan on vocals, with the former using double vocals in some spots. The friction between them is evident - Axl dismisses Duff's encouraging remarks in a hostile way, even humiliating him by asking about Tommy Stinson's whereabouts towards the end.

Lyrics:


Is this the real life? (Shyeeeah!)
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality (plates clattering)
Open your eyes
Look up (hic) to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go (Shyeeah!)
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me…

Haw…

Mama (Shut the fuck up!)
Just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead (Now he motherfuckin’ died)
Mama (Hawww!)
Life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Hawwwww!

Mama, oooh
Didn't mean to make you cry (Shyeeeah!)
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on
As if nothing really matters

(Do you mind finding the fucking time to do this to your fucking tone, fuckhead? Shut the fuck up!)

Get Rose McKagan!

Too late, my time has come (Shut the fuck up, Axl)
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 (Shyeeah! Face that fuckin’ truth!)
Mama, oooh (Who the fuck is singing in the fucking background?!)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

(Axl vocalizing with the solo)

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo
…poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity (This one’s for Johnny!)
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 me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mamma mia, mamma fucking mia
Mamma mia let me go
Beelz- has a devil put aside for me, for me,
For meee

Ow! Fuck yeah! Titty fuckin!

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye(Haw!)
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

Haaaawwwww! Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em! Maybe you’ll do better next time, fuckhead! And on the tape whistle, Buckethead!

Hawwwww!
Duff: I’m ready, Axl! Shyeeah!

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters(fucking matters) to me
Duff: That was beautiful, Axl.
Axl: Shut the fuck up, peasant.
Duff: That was beautiful.
Axl: Where the fuck is Tommy Stinson? Hey, I had the fucking unintelligible out!
Any way the wind blows...
Haw!
snort
Duff: Is that the take, Axl?
Axl: That’s definitely a take. It’s a fucking take and a half, if you ask me. Fucking masterpiece!






Special thanks to Dustin Bones for providing the vocal tracks.