(CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)
(PIANO PLAYING)
(PLAYS INTRO TO BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY)
(SINGING) Mama
Just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama
- Life had just begun -(CROWD SINGING ALONG)
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama Ooh, 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
(JER GIGGLES)
(SONG CONTINUES ON TV)
Too late
My time has come
Sent 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, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
(GUITAR SOLO)
(INTRO TO RADIO GA GA PLAYING)
(CROWD CLAPPING TO BEAT)
I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
You gave them all those old-time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made them laugh, you made them cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio
Everybody!
- All we hear is -(CROWD CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio, what's new?
Radio
Someone still loves you
We watch the shows, we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let's hope you never leave, old friend
Like all good things, on you we depend
So stick around 'Cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You've had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio, what's new?
Radio
Someone still loves you
(CHEERING)
Loves
You
(RAPTUROUS CHEERING, WHISTLING)
(VOCALIZING) Eh-oh!
CROWD: (VOCALIZING) Eh-oh!
(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)
(VOCALIZING IN HIGH PITCH)
(CHEERING)
(FREDDIE AND CROWD CONTINUE VOCALIZING)
- All right! - CROWD: All right!
Hey! Hammer to Fall!
(PHONE RINGING)
FREDDIE: (SINGING) Here we stand or here we fall
History don't care at all
Make the bed, light the light
Lady Mercy won't be home tonight
You don't waste no time at all
Don't hear the bell but you answer the call
It comes to you as to us all
Yeah! And it's time for the hammer to fall
Every night, every day
A little piece of you is falling away
But lift your face in the Western way
Tow your line and play their game
Till the anesthetic covers it all
Till one day they call your name
Then it's time for the hammer to fall
Rich or poor or famous
- MAN 1: Hello? Live Aid. - (PHONES RINGING)
Hello? Live Aid.
- MAN 2: Hello? Live Aid. - Hello? This is Live Aid.
Oh, no
Lock your door
Hello, Live Aid.
MAN 3: We just hit a million! WOMAN: One million pounds!
- (ALL CHEERING) - MAN 4: One million pounds!
Thanks. Great.
Baby, now your struggle's all in vain
Oh, yeah
For we who grew up tall and proud
In the shadow of the mushroom cloud
Convinced our voices can't be heard
Just wanna scream it louder And louder and louder
What the hell are we fighting for?
Just surrender and it won't hurt at all
Just got time to say your prayers
And it's time for the hammer to
Hammer to fall
(GUITAR SOLO)
Hammer to fall
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
One more time!
Waiting for the hammer to fall
(BAND PLAYING INSTRUMENTAL TAG)
Give it to me one more time!
- (DRUMROLL) - (CROWD CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
This next song is only dedicated to beautiful people here, tonight.
That means all of you.
Thank you for coming along
and making this a great occasion.
(SINGING) This thing called love
I just can't handle it
This thing called love
I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
This thing called love
It cries like a baby
In a cradle all night
It swings, it jives
It shakes all over like a jellyfish
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love
There goes my baby
She knows how to rock 'n' roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat
I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip and get on my tracks
Take a back seat and hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
CROWD: (SINGING) I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip and get on my tracks
Take a back seat and hitch-hike
FREDDIE AND CROWD: (SINGING) And take a long ride on my motorbike
- Until I'm ready - Ready, Freddie?
Crazy little thing called love
This thing called love
I just can't handle it
This thing called love
I just can't handle it, baby
Crazy little thing called love
Take it back
(FREDDIE AND CROWD CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)
Crazy little thing called love
All right!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(PLAYING INTRO TO WE WILL ROCK YOU)
(CROWD CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)
Buddy, you're a boy Make a big noise
Playing in the street Gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place Singin'
- We will, we will rock you - We will, we will rock you
Yeah, do it!
- We will, we will rock you - We will, we will rock you
I like it, sing it again!
- We will, we will rock you - We will, we will rock you
One more time!
- We will, we will rock you - We will, we will rock you
(CROWD CHEERING)
I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
- And bad mistakes -(CROWD SINGING ALONG)
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
No time for losers
- (PHONE RINGING) - 'Cause we are the champions
- (CHEERING) - Of the world
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
(CROWD CHEERING)
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge Before the whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions
Of the world
(BAND PLAYING INSTRUMENTAL TAG)
(CROWD ROARING)
So long and goodbye!
We love you!