Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality Open your eyes, look up to the sky and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low Anywhere 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, just too late My time is gone, my time is gone Sends shivers down my spine But it's aching all the time Goodbye everybody, I've got to go Lord, I leave you all behind, I face the truth Mama, I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born again I see a little silhouette of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Wonderful, lightning, very very frightening Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, but I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me Here's just a poor boy from a poor family Spending his life on this monstrous attack No, we will not let you go, let me go Bismillah, we will not let you go, let me go No, no, no, no, no, no, no Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia, let me go He was a man, was a devil, but it's time 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 you listen to me, baby? Just get out, just get out, get right out of here Nothing really matters, anyone can see Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows Anyway the wind blows Anyway the wind blows Anyway the wind blows