Is the real life? Is just fantasy? Caught in a No escape reality Open your Look up to the and see I'm just a boy (Poor boy) I need no I'm easy come, easy go Little high, low Any way the wind Doesn't matter to me, to me
just killed a man Put a gun his head Pulled my trigger, now dead Mama, has just begun But now gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh Didn't mean to you cry If I'm not again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on as if nothing matters
Too late, my time has Sends shivers my spine Body's aching all the Goodbye, got to go Gotta leave you all and face the truth Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the blows) I want to die Sometimes I'd never been born at all
Solo]
I see a little of a man Scaramouch, Scaramouch, you do the Fandango Thunderbolt and lightning, very, frightening me (Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Figaro I'm just a poor boy nobody me just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, you let me go? Bismillah! No, we not let you go Let him go Bismillah! We not let you go Let him go Bismillah! We not let you go Let me go (Will not let you go) Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never) Let me go, o, o, o, o No, no, no, no, no, no, no (Oh mama mia, mia) Mama Mia, let me go Beelzebub has the devil put for me, for me, for me!
So you you can stone me and spit in my eye So you you can love me and leave me to die Oh, baby, can't do this to me, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta
Solo] (Oooh yeah, yeah)
really matters can see Nothing matters Nothing matters to me
Any way the blows...