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Is this the real life?
Is fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No 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,
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, had just begun,
But now I’ve and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh,
Didn’t mean to 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
aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go
Gotta you all and face the truth
Mama, ooh, (any way the wind blows)
I don’t want to die,
I sometimes wish I’d been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
and lightning, very very frightening me
- Galileo
Galileo - Galileo
Galileo - Figaro
Magnifico - ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
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 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!
Will not let you go! - Let me go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Mama Mia, Mama Mia, Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!
So you think you can me and in my eye?
So you you can me and leave me to die?
Ooh baby, can’t do this to me baby
gotta get out, gotta get right out of here
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
Is fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No 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,
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, had just begun,
But now I’ve and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh,
Didn’t mean to 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
aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go
Gotta you all and face the truth
Mama, ooh, (any way the wind blows)
I don’t want to die,
I sometimes wish I’d been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
and lightning, very very frightening me
- Galileo
Galileo - Galileo
Galileo - Figaro
Magnifico - ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
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 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!
Will not let you go! - Let me go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Mama Mia, Mama Mia, Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!
So you think you can me and in my eye?
So you you can me and leave me to die?
Ooh baby, can’t do this to me baby
gotta get out, gotta get right out of here
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
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