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

Easy come, easy go

Little high, little low

Any way the wind blows

Doesn’t really matter to me

Mama, just killed a man

P**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 want to die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhoutto of

A man, Scaramouch

Thunderbolt and

Lightning, very, very

Frightening me

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 now?

Easy come, easy go,will

You let me now?

Easy come, easy go,will

You let me now?

Beezlebub has a devil put

Aside 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

I Just gotta get out, just gotta

Get right out of here

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

To mee

Any way the wind blows