This version of Bohemian Rhapsody comes a mixture of sources, the studio out-takes at the beginning come from both "The Story Of Bohemian Rhapsody" 2004 documentary and "From Rags To Rhapsody" 2015 documentary. The rest comes from the Bohemian Rhapsody multitracks. None of these vocal takes made it into the final edit.
Written by: Freddie Mercury
Produced by: Queen and Roy Thomas Baker
Musicians:
Freddie Mercury - vocals, piano, operatic vocals
Brian May - guitars, operatic vocals
John Deacon - bass guitar
Roger Taylor - drums, timpani, gong, operatic vocals
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Lyrics / Transcription:
Roy Thomas Baker: "Two"
Unknown voice: "And Roy's announcing it aswell"
Roy Thomas Baker: "Take one of mark two version of Fred's thing" (Unknown voice: "Mark two version, take one")
Freddie: "Fuck!"
Roger: "Too, too slow"
Freddie: "No, that's nice, that's nice. I tell you, that is slower on there."
Freddie: "I like that first bit, I like that first bit, shall I come in from here now?"
Freddie: "Carry on!"
Freddie: "Oh fuck I missed it fucked it".
Freddie: "One"
Freddie laughs: "Did you hear that, bom chom pish (laughs) it's too much!"
Freddie: "There was three of us and we all came in a beat late."
Roger: "You didn't even shout one or anything."
Freddie: "I know I shouted one and came in myself late (laughs)".
Freddie: "It's so fucking hot in here I'm not kidding"
Freddie: "It's all breath and air" (burps)
Freddie: "One, two, three, four"...
[Unused piano and guide vocal play]
Roger: "Deacon crashing about for the last ten minutes"
Freddie: "Oh fuck it!"
[Unused Vocal #1 / Instrumental Takes Begins]
I'm just a poor boy, (oooh, poor boy), I need no sympathy
Because 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, oooh, ooh, ooh, 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
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, oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die (oooohhh)
But I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all (oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh)
Gallileo, gallileo
Gallileo, gallileo
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
[Vocal Take #2 Begins]
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, oooh, ooh, ooh, 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
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, oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die (oooohhh)
But I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all (oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh, oooh-ooh)
Anyway the wind blows. Freddie: "No!".