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- (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,



Any way the wind blows....





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