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   Any way 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    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   Got to leave you all behind and face the truth   Mama   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   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 hime go!)   Bismillah!    We will not let you go   (Let me go!)   Will not let you go   (Let me go!)   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 my eye?   So you think you can love me and leave me to die?   Oh, baby   Can't do this to me, baby   Just got to get out   Just got to get right out of here      Nothing really matters   Anyone can see   Nothing really matters   Nothing really matters to me   Any way the wind blows