Drgyen

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

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

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter 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

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 (Any way the wind blows)

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?

Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me

Magnifico (Oh, oh, oh, oh!)

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?

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!)

Will not let you go (Let me go!) (Never, never, never, never, never let me go!)

Will not let you go (Let me go!)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia

Mamma mia, let me go

Beelzebub 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

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters,

Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me