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"Real life" hangs on in "Rhapsody" that's 'bout to meet its due,
An ego-smashing lesson 'bout a boy who’s 'bout to stew.
Parts thunderous and tragic, it's bitter blue and cold,
This "Rhapsody's" surreal you see, quite plausible how told.
What he did was "off" in pure madness some poor guy,
He's met with such misfortune; He sniffles, woes and cries.
He's worn and torn this matter, froth abounds way deep inside,
He dotes now for his mother; Fellow seems already died.
Court proved that he most certainly put gun to head of foe,
When he pulled the trigger, "He's dead, Jim", this is so.
Once impeached, he won't grow old, be hanging from a tree.
Oh, if just gun were empty...
Tuned within the "Rhapsody" unfolds a well known ode,
Queen does so deliver rock as it burns on then explodes.
Now seems that hell is callin' as Beelzebub does yell,
Mama wept and son did suffer, as he bid them all farewell.
By this time tomorrow, comes penalty severe,
Sings Figaro so ghostly; Bequeaths all holdings dear.
This time's his deepest darkness, God bless him 'fore he's whacked,
So this "Rhapsody's" 'bout grappling as death stands at his back.
As death stands at his back...
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