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,