Is this the real life Is
this just fantasy Caught
in a landslide No
escape from reality Open
your eyes Look
up to the skies and see I'm
just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because
I'm easy come, easy go, A
little high, little low, Anyway
the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, To
me
Mama,
just killed a man, Put
a gun against his head, Pulled
my trigger, now he's dead, Mama,
life had just begun, But
now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama
ooo, 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
ooo- (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 man, Scaramouche,
scaramouche will you do the Fandango Thunderbolt
and lightning-very very frightening me Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo Galileo
figaro-Magnifico But
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's
just a poor boy from a poor family Spare
him his life from this monstrosity Easy
come easy go-, will you let me go Bismillah!
No-, we will not let you go-let him go Bismillah!
We will not let you go-let him go Bismillah!
We will not let you go-let me go Will
not let you go-let me go Will
not let you go let me go No,
no, no, no, no, no, no Mama
mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub
has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So
you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So
you think you can love 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
Nothing
really matters, Anyone
can see, Nothing
really matters-,nothing really matters to me,
