Is this the real life -

Is this just fantasy -

Caught in a landside -

No escape from reality -

Open your eyes

Look up from the skies and see -

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy -

Because I'm easy come, easy go,

A little high, a little low,

Anyway the wind blows, doens'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,

Mamma, life had just begun,

But now I've gone and thrown it all away -

Mama, ooo, Too late, my time has come,

Sends shivers down my spine -

Body's aching all the time,

Goodby everybody-I've got to go -

Gotta leave you all behind and face the

truth - Mama, ooo - 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 - Thunderbold and lightning, very

very frightening me - Gallileo, Gallileo,

Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo 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 met 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 him 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 Bady - 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

maters to me,