Is this the real life, is this just fantasy Caught in a landside, 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 Im easy come, easy go, little high, little low Anyway the wind blows Doesnt 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, ooh, didnt mean to make you cry If Im not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, cos it doesnt really matter
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, ooh I don't wanna 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 lightning, very, very frightening me Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
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 met 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 Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spin 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
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I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because Im easy come, easy go, little high, little low Anyway the wind blows Doesnt 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, ooh, didnt mean to make you cry If Im not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, cos it doesnt really matter
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, ooh I don't wanna 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 lightning, very, very frightening me Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
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 met 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 Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spin 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
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