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
little high, little low
Any way 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 my life
has just begun
but now I've gone and
thrown it all away
Mama oh..... 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
Got to leave you all
behind and face the truth
Mama oh....
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd
never been born at all
I see a little
silhouette of a man
scaramouche,
scaramouche
Will you do
the fandango
Thunderbolts and
lightning
very, very
frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro
I'm just a poor boy
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
Let him go
Let him go
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go.........
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
Just gotta get out
just gotta get
right out of here
Nothing really matters
anyone can see
Nothing really matters
nothing really
matters to me
Any way the
wind blows
