Queen

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, (poor boy)
I need no sympathy

Because I'm 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 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

It’s 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! (Any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

(Instrumental)

I see a little silhouette-oh of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunder bolt and lightning, very very frightning me!
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - Magnifico-o-o

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He is just a poor, 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 will not let you go - Let me go! (Never)
Never let you go –let me go!
Never let me go - 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,
For me!

(Instrumental)

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love and leave to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me baby!
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here!

(Instrumental)

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters, to me.

Any way the wind blows. (Gong)