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 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 woo -
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
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
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
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eyes
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
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
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