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,
A 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
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- (any way the wind blows)
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 frightening me
Galileo,Galileo,
Galileo Galileo
Galileo 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 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
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