µü:Freddie Mercury
¦±:Freddie Mercury
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
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightening, very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo figaro
Magnifice
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 Bvismillah! We will not let you go
let him go Bismillah!
We will not let you go
let him go We will not let you go
let him go We will not let you go
let him 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
Anyway the wind blows......