Introducción de Mustapha a pedido
del público
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,
Any
way the wind blows....
