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Is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look upp to the skies and see
im just a poor boy, i need no sympathy
because im 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 aginst 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, ooh 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 ooh i don't wanna die
i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all
i see a little silhouette of a man
scaramouche scaramouche will you do the fandango
thunderbolt and lightning very very fightening me
galileo galileo galileo galileo galileo figaro
magnifico im just a poor boy nobody loves me
he's just a poor boy from a poor family
spare him his life from this monstuosity
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 we will not let you go
let me go we will not let you go let me go ah
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 gonna get out just gonna get right outta here
nothing really matters anyone can see
nothing really matters
nothing really matters to me
any way the wind blows
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look upp to the skies and see
im just a poor boy, i need no sympathy
because im 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 aginst 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, ooh 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 ooh i don't wanna die
i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all
i see a little silhouette of a man
scaramouche scaramouche will you do the fandango
thunderbolt and lightning very very fightening me
galileo galileo galileo galileo galileo figaro
magnifico im just a poor boy nobody loves me
he's just a poor boy from a poor family
spare him his life from this monstuosity
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 we will not let you go
let me go we will not let you go let me go ah
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 gonna get out just gonna 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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