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,
Any way 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, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, 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 fright'ning me.
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo figaro — Magnifico —
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 (never)
Never let you go — let me go
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
So you think you can stone me
And spit in my eye!
So you think you can love me
And leave me to die
Ooh, baby
Can't do this to me baby
Just got to get out
Just got to get right out of here
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters to me
(Any way the wind blows)