I work hard (he works hard) every day of my life I work till I ache my bones The Online Choir At the end (at the end of the day) I take home my hard earned pay all on my own Throwback Thursdays I get down on my knees, ‘n’ I start to pray Till the tears run down from my eyes Lord Queen medley Somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody Can anybody find me, somebody to love? I see a little silhouetto of a man, Guitar Solo Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango. Thunderbolt and lightning, very very Ooh, somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody frightening me. Can anybody find me, somebody to love? Galileo Galileo Galileo Galileo, Galileo figaro Magnifico Buddy you’re a boy make a big noise Playin’ in the street gonna be a big man some day I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me You got mud on yo’ face, You big disgrace He's just a poor boy from a poor family, Kickin’ your can all over the place singin’ Spare him his life from this monstrosity We will we will rock you. We will we will rock you

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go Buddy you’re a young man hard man Bismillah! No, we will not let you go Shoutin’ in the street gonna take on the world some day Let him go! Bismillah! We will not let you go You got blood on yo’ face, you big disgrace Let him go! Bismillah! We will not let you go Wavin’ your banner all over the place, singin’ Let me go Will not let you go We will we will rock you, we will we will rock you Let me go Will not let you go Let me go (Ah) We will we will rock you, we will we will rock you No, no, no, no, no, no, no We will we will rock you Oh Mama mia, mama mia, Mama mia, let me go Guitar Solo Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for meeeeee Empty spaces, what are we living for Guitar Solo Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On ‘n’ on, does anybody know what we are looking for So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye The show must go on, The show must go on So you think you can love me and leave me to die Inside my heart is breaking, Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby, My make-up may be flaking, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here But my smile, still stays on. All we hear is Radio ga ga, Guitar Solo Radio goo goo, Radio ga ga All we hear is Radio ga ga My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Radio blah blah, Radio what's new? Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die Radio, someone still loves you! I can fly, my friends The show must go on. The show must go on I want to break free. I want to break free I'll face it with a grin, I'm never giving in I want to break free from your lies you're so self On with the show satisfied I don't need you Ooh I'll top the bill, I'll overkill I've got to break free I have to find the will to carry on God knows, God knows I want to break free Show, The show must go on. It's strange but it's true I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure, when I walk out that door Oh how I want to be free, baby Oh how I want to be free,

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