For another song. Operating on the theory of Go Big or Go Home, today's song is Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen. If you don't know it, use this to follow along:
Here we go...
Is this the good bud?
It that a fantasy?
Caught in a drug bust,
A great escape I would now need.
Open your eyes up being high and see
I'm just a stoner, I want no sympathy,
Because I'm easy baked, easy stoned,
Little high, happy flow.
Any way the smoke blows doesn't really matter to me - to me
Mar'juana, just killed my bag,
Packed it into a glass bong,
smoked the whole bowl now it's gone
Mar'juana I had just begun
But now I'm throwing all away
Mar'juana, oooh oooh
Didn't want to get so high,
If I'm not down this time tomorrow, I'll be screwed, I'll be screwed
Nothing then will matter
Oh no, we've now been caught,
There's shivers down my spine,
Heart is thumping all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I'm thrown in jail.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the judge.
Mar'juana, oooh oooh (anyway the smoke blows) I am just so high,
Me being caught doesn't seem so bad at all.
I see a little jackass of a judge,
Stoner-man, stoner-man, will you now go to jail?
Mandatory testing, very very frightening me.
The evidence? (the evidence?) the evidence? (the evidence?)
The evidence? IT'S ALL BEEN SMOKED!
Magnifico-o-o-o- I'm just too smart and the cops now hate me
(He's just too smart and the cops now hate he)
(He is now spared from a bongstrocity,)
Easy baked, easy stoned, will you let me smoke?
No damn it, no, we will not let you smoke,
(Let him smoke)
No damn it, we will not let you smoke,
(Let him smoke)
No damn it, we will not let you smoke
(Let me smoke)
Never let you smoke
(Let me smoke)
Never never never let you smoke
no no no no no no no
Oh ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha
Stupid cop must let him go
There's no proof left for them to convict me, -ict me, ict meict meeeeee
So you thought that I wouldn't know all my rights,
So you thought you could get me for only being high
No buddy, can't do this to me buddy,
Just gonna walk out, just gonna walk right out of here.
Nothing really matters, anyone can see,
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, I'm free
Anyway the smoke blows...
*For those of you unaware, U.S. law does not stipulate being high as a crime, only the act of smoking and associated paraphernalia. The story of my version is a stoned person who finished the whole bag just before being busted, and is set free because there is no evidence with which to convict him
Here we go...
Is this the good bud?
It that a fantasy?
Caught in a drug bust,
A great escape I would now need.
Open your eyes up being high and see
I'm just a stoner, I want no sympathy,
Because I'm easy baked, easy stoned,
Little high, happy flow.
Any way the smoke blows doesn't really matter to me - to me
Mar'juana, just killed my bag,
Packed it into a glass bong,
smoked the whole bowl now it's gone
Mar'juana I had just begun
But now I'm throwing all away
Mar'juana, oooh oooh
Didn't want to get so high,
If I'm not down this time tomorrow, I'll be screwed, I'll be screwed
Nothing then will matter
Oh no, we've now been caught,
There's shivers down my spine,
Heart is thumping all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I'm thrown in jail.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the judge.
Mar'juana, oooh oooh (anyway the smoke blows) I am just so high,
Me being caught doesn't seem so bad at all.
I see a little jackass of a judge,
Stoner-man, stoner-man, will you now go to jail?
Mandatory testing, very very frightening me.
The evidence? (the evidence?) the evidence? (the evidence?)
The evidence? IT'S ALL BEEN SMOKED!
Magnifico-o-o-o- I'm just too smart and the cops now hate me
(He's just too smart and the cops now hate he)
(He is now spared from a bongstrocity,)
Easy baked, easy stoned, will you let me smoke?
No damn it, no, we will not let you smoke,
(Let him smoke)
No damn it, we will not let you smoke,
(Let him smoke)
No damn it, we will not let you smoke
(Let me smoke)
Never let you smoke
(Let me smoke)
Never never never let you smoke
no no no no no no no
Oh ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha
Stupid cop must let him go
There's no proof left for them to convict me, -ict me, ict meict meeeeee
So you thought that I wouldn't know all my rights,
So you thought you could get me for only being high
No buddy, can't do this to me buddy,
Just gonna walk out, just gonna walk right out of here.
Nothing really matters, anyone can see,
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, I'm free
Anyway the smoke blows...
*For those of you unaware, U.S. law does not stipulate being high as a crime, only the act of smoking and associated paraphernalia. The story of my version is a stoned person who finished the whole bag just before being busted, and is set free because there is no evidence with which to convict him
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