af Queen
Is this the real life, is this just fantasy
cought in a land slide, no escape from reality
Open you're eyes, look up to the sky 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
Mamma, Just killed a man
put my gun against he's head, pulled my trigger now he's dead
Mamma, life has just begun, but now I've gone and thrown it all away
mamma ohhh didn't meen to make you cry
if I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on
as if nothin really matters
Too late, my time has come. Send shivers down my spine, body's acking all the time
goodbye everybody, I've got to go, got to leave you all behind and face the truth
mamma ohhh I dont wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramoutche, will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening 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
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, No we will not let you go. Let him go
Bismillah, No we will not let you go. Let him go
will not let you go let me go...
never never never let me go....
no no no no no no no Oh mamma mia, mamma mia
mamma mia let me go. Beelzebub has a devil pu aside for me, for me ,for me...
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can loce me and leave me to die
ohh 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.
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
anyway the wind blows....