Bohemian Rhapsody è “letteralmente” un poliziesco

Ok, non conoscere Bohemian Rhapsody equivale ad una squalifica a vita da qualsiasi relazione sociale. Ma avete mai prestato la giusta attenzione al testo? Il canale youtube Corridor ha passato mesi a sviscerarlo, scoprendo che in realtà si tratta di un copione per un film poliziesco! Fatta questa straordinaria scoperta, hanno deciso di ricreare un cortometraggio usando esclusivamente il testo della famosa canzone scritta da Freddie Mercury e soci nel 1975. Questo è il risultato!

Se volete controllare passo passo, qui sotto trovate tutto il testo di Bohemian Rhapsody:

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,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way 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, 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, ooh (any way the wind blows),
I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
(Galileo) Galileo.
(Galileo) Galileo,
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o.

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 me go!)
Will not let you go. (Let me go!)
Never, never let you go
Never let me go, oh.
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.

(Oh, yeah, oh yeah)

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.

Any way the wind blows.

Tommaso Rocchi
Chi è Tommaso Rocchi
Avidissimo divoratore di musica (e di buona cucina in generale), qui in radio mi occupo della programmazione musicale e di scovare artisti che non avete ancora mai sentito nominare. Se cercate un consiglio musicale, sapete a chi potete chiedere!
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