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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
Cuz it's 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, life has just begun,
but now I've gone and thrown it all away.

Mama, ooo-oo-oo-oo,
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, oo-ooo-ooo-ooo,
I don't wanna die.
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

*cool guitar solo*

I see a little siluetto of a man,
Scaramush, Scaramush,
Will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightnening,
Very very frightening
me!
Galeleo
Galeleo
Galeleo
Galeleo
Galeleo Figero
Magnifico-o-o-o

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy, from a poor family.
Spare him his life of this monstrosity.

Easy come, easy go,
will you let me go-o?
Bismilla, NO!
We will not let you go.
Let him go!
Bismilla, we will not let him go.
Let him go!
Will not let you go.
Let me go!
Will not let you go.
Let me go-o-o-o
No, no, no, no, no!
Oh mamamia, mamamia, mamamia let me go.

Uh...something.
For me. For me. For MEEEEEEEE!

*more cool guitar*

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to DIE-IE!
Whoa, baby,
Can't do this to me baby,
Just gotta get out,
Just gotta get right outta here.

And the rest is boring.