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 symphony
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, didn't mean to make you cry
If I knock back again this
time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on,
nothing really matters.
Too late, my time has come,
Sent 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
Ooh, 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?
Thunderbolt and lightning!
Merry, merry, frightening me!
Galileo. Galileo.
Galileo.
Galileo, Pegalo. Magnifico!
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy
from a poor family
Sparing his life from his
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!
You're gonna let you go, let me go
You're gonna let you go, let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the 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 mattered,
nothing really mattered much to me
Thank you for