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- 
Because I'm easy come,easy go, 
A little high,little low, 
Anyway 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 ooo, 
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 ooo- (any way the wind blows) 
I don't want to die, 
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- 
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me- 
Galileo,Galileo, 
Galileo Galileo 
Galileo figaro-Magnifico- 
But I'm just a poor boy and 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! 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 
No,no,no,no,no,no,no- 
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go- 
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,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 outta here- 

Nothing really matters, 
Anyone can see, 
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me, 

Any way the wind blows....