Dienstag, 7. Juni 2011

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, 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, 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 frightning me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo Galileo figaro magnifico
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
he's just a poor boy from a poor family
sparing his life from this monstrosity

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)
bismillah we will not let you go (let me go)
we will not let you go (let me go) will not let you go
no no no no no no no
oh mamma mia mamma mia (mamma 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 my eyes
so you think you can love me and leave me to die
oh baby can't do this to me baby
just gotta get out just gotta get right out of here

Nothing really matters anyone can see nothng really matters
nothing really matters to me… anyway the wind blows

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