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 I'm
easy come, easy go,
Little
high, little low,
Any way the
wind blows doesn't really matter to
me, to me
Mamaaa,
Just killed
a man,
Put a gun
against his head, pulled my trigger,
now he's
dead
Mamaaa,
life had just begun,
But now
I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh,
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, oooh
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!
Thunderbolts
and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo
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 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)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go)
(Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub
has a devil put aside for me, for me,
for meee
So you
think you can stop 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...

