<Please do not sing what is in the brackets. It is just to help get a better understanding of when the breaks in lyrics are.>
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 (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, ooo
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
It`s 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, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don`t want to die
I sometimes wish I`d never been born at all
<short guitar solo, proceeds into faster part>
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-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
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 me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me
for me
for me
<guitar bridge>
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 outta here
<guitar solo>
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really mattered - nothing really mattered to me
<instrumental ending>
Anyway the wind blows...
<fade out>
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