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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
Mama, ooh, 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, ooh, (Any way the wind blows) I don't wanna 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?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo (Galileo), Galileo (Galileo)
Galileo, Figaro, Magnifico, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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)
Never let you go (Let me go)
Never let you go (Never, never, never let me go, oh, oh, oh)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma 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 out of here
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
