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Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a land slide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the
skies and see
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
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 woo - -
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 woo - -
I don't want to die
I sometime wish
I'd never been born
at all
I see a little
silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch Scaramouch
Will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt
and lightning
Very very frightening me
Gallileo Gallileo
Gallileo Gallileo
Gallileo Figaro
I'm just a poor boy
and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy
from a poor family
Space him his life
from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go
Will you let me go
No we will not
let you go
We will not let you go
We will not let you go
will not let you go
will not let you go
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 baby 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
matters to me
Any way the wind blows