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
    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...