Bohemian Rhapsody for Mice
Is this a real mouse, is this just fantasy?
Caught in a cheese dish, no escape from the pantry
Open your eyes look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor mouse, I need your sympathy.
Because I'm cheesy come, cheesy go
It’s a little high, crumbly though.
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just scared a man
I ran right across his head,
Twirled my whiskers, chewed his bread.
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, 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, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been
born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a mouse
Scare-a-mouse, Scare-a-mouse, will you do a cheese fondu?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very,
very frightening
Taleggio, Taleggio, Taleggio, Taleggio,
Taleggio, Parmigiano Reggiano
But I'm just a poor mouse and nobody loves me
He's just a poor mouse from a poor family
Spare him some cheese from this mouse-treatery
Cheesy come cheesy go. Will you let it go?
Gorganzola No we will not let it go. Let it go
Gorganzola, No we will not let it go. Let it go
Gorganzola, No we will not let it go. Let it go
Will not let it go. Let it go (never)
Never let it go. Let it go
Never let it go, ooh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub is a felix with his eye on me
On me, on me
So you think you can catch me and spit in my eye
So you think you can trap 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
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah nothing really matters
Anyone can see, nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
Despite speculation from media about my future this fall, I’m currently undecided. I may work for NBC, I may play football again, I may focus on business and philanthropy, I may train for the pickleball tour, senior golf tour, coach my kids or all of the above. I’ll let you know
This Rogan stuff keeps going. They’re beating him down. Sad.
If Rogan loses. We all lose.
They’re already removing podcast episodes. Modern book burning.
Don’t like what he says? Don’t listen. Simple as that.
You don’t get decide what others listen to.