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,
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 -
I don`t want to die,
I sometimes wish I`d never been born at all -
(Opera Section)
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 - Magnifico -
I`m just a poor boy nobody loves me
He`s just a poor boy froma 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 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 -
(Rock Section)
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 -