(Is this the real life?
Is this a 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
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, oo-o-o-o-oo
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
Sending 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, oo-o-o--oo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all...
INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE
I see a little silhouetto of a man
(Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me)
Gallileo, (Gallileo),
Gallileo, (Gallileo),
Gallileo Figaro - (magnifico-o-o-o-o)
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 him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let me go-o-o-o-o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no no no-no-
Oh 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
I just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh...
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters...
to-o meeee
