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
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
MAMAAAA, OOOOOOOOOH
DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU CRY
IF IM 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
Bodies aching all the time
Goodbye everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
MAMAAAA OOOOOH
(Any way the wind blows)
I DON'T WANNA DIE
SOMETIMES WISH ID NEVER BEEN BORN AT AAAALL
(Guitar solo of the century)
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-o-o-o
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
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Will not let you go
Let me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go-o-o-o
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 meeeeeeee
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
I just gotta get out, I just gotta get right out of here
(Another epic solo)
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters
To meeeeeeeeee
(Sad outro)
Anyway the wind blows
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
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
MAMAAAA, OOOOOOOOOH
DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU CRY
IF IM 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
Bodies aching all the time
Goodbye everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
MAMAAAA OOOOOH
(Any way the wind blows)
I DON'T WANNA DIE
SOMETIMES WISH ID NEVER BEEN BORN AT AAAALL
(Guitar solo of the century)
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o
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
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Bismiilah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Will not let you go
Let me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go-o-o-o
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 meeeeeeee
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
I just gotta get out, I just gotta get right out of here
(Another epic solo)
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters
To meeeeeeeeee
(Sad outro)
Anyway the wind blows