Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality

Open your eyesLook 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

And now, I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh-ooh-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 to face the truth

Mama, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Anyway the wind blows)

I don't wanna die

I sometimes wish I′d never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me

Gallileo (Gallileo), Gallileo (Gallileo), Gallileo, Figaro, magnifico

I'm just a poor boy, 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?

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'll not let you go (never), we'll not let you go (let me go)

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 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 gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters to me

(Anyway the wind blows)