Is this the real life?Is this just fantasy?Caught in a landsideNo escape from realityOpen your eyesLook up to the skies and seeI'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathyBecause I'm easy come, easy goLittle high, little lowAny way the wind blowsDoesn't really matter to meTo me
MamaJust killed a manPut a gun against his headPulled my triggerNow he's deadMamaLife had just begunBut now I've gone and thrown it all away
MamaOoohDidn't mean to make you cryIf I'm not back again this time tomorrowCarry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has comeSends shivers down my spineBody's aching all the timeGoodbye, everybodyI've got to goGotta leave you all behind and face the truth
MamaOoohI don't want to dieI sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a manScaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening meGalileo, GalileoGalileo, GalileoGalileo, FigaroMagnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves meHe's just a poor boy from a poor familySpare him his life from this monstrosityEasy 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)(Never) Never let you go (Let me go)(Never) Let you go (Let me go)AhNo, no, no, no, no, no, noOh mama mia, mama miaMama mia, let me goBeelzebub has a devil put aside for meFor meFor me
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eyeSo you think you can love me and leave me to dieOh baby, can't do this to me, babyJust gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really mattersAnyone can seeNothing really mattersNothing really matters to meAny way the wind blows