Is this the real life? 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 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, 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 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 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 very, very fright'ning me (Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo Galileo, figaro (Magnifico) 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
come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) We will not let you go Let me go! (Will not you go) Let me go! (Will not let you go) Let me go! Ah 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, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in 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 matters Nothing really matters to me