[Intro]
           
Is this the re

         
al life? Is th

is just fantas

y?
            
Caught in a la

            
ndslide, no es

cape from real

ity
           
Open your eyes

           
, look up to t

             
he skies and s


ee
           
I'm just a poo

       
r boy, I need 

no sympathy
             
Because I'm ea

           
sy come, easy 

         
go, little hig

         
h, little low
          
Any way the wi

         
nd blows doesn

            
't really matt

           
er to me, to m


e


[Verse 1]
         
Mama, just kil

led a man
            
Put a gun agai

              
nst his head, 

           
pulled my trig

              
ger, now he's 


dead
            
Mama, life had

 
 just begun
           
But now I've g

         
one and thrown

     
 it a-all away
      
Mama, oo---ooh

            
, didn't mean 

         
to make you  c

/ 
ryyyy
           
If I'm not bac

              
k again this t

      
ime tomorrow
          
Carry on, carr

         
y on as if not

            
hing really ma

          
tters


[Verse 2]
           
Too late, my t


ime has come
            
Sends shivers 

              
down my spine,

           
 body's aching

         
 all the time
            
Goodbye, every

           
body, I've got

 to go
           
Gotta leave yo

         
u all behind a

      
nd face the tr

/
uth
     
Mama, oo---ooh

 (Any way the 

wind blows)
         
I don't wanna 

  
dii----ie
           
I sometimes wi

              
sh I'd never b

            
een born at al

l


[Guitar solo]
          


[Verse 3]
        
I see a little

           
 silhouetto of

   
 a man
           
Scaramouche, S

            
caramouche, wi

          
ll you do the 

    
Fandango?
            
Thunderbolt an

        
d lightning, v

           
ery, very frig

       
htning me
          
(Galile-o) Gal

         
ile-o, (Galile

          
-o) Galile-o, 

         
Galile-o Figar

 
o magnifico
           
But I'm just a

         
 poor boy, nob

        
ody loves me
      
He's  just a p

   
oor     boy fr

/     
om a poor fami

 
-----ly
            
Spare him his 

            
life from this

            
 monstrosity
          
Easy come, eas

           
y go, will you

      
 let me go?
         
Bis-millah! No

     
, we will not 

let you go
            
(Let him go!) 

              
Bismillah! We 


will not let y

ou go
            
(Let him go!) 

              
Bismillah! We 


will not let y

ou go
          
(Let me go) Wi


ll not let you

 go
          
(Let me go) Wi


ll not let you

 go
          
(Let me go) Ah

-ah-ah
        
No, no, no, no

      
, no, no, no
            
(Oh, mamma mi-

        
a, mamma mi-a)

         
 Mamma mi-a, l

   
et me go
          
Beelzebub has 

            
a devil put as

       
ide for me, fo

r me, for me!


[Guitar solo]
  


[Verse 4]
           
So you think y

              
ou can stone m

            
e and spit in 

      
my eye?
           
So you think y

              
ou can love me

            
 and leave me 

   
to die?
      
Oh, baby, can'

              
t do this to m

   
e, baby!
            
Just gotta get

          
 out, just got

            
ta get right o

     
utta here!


[Guitar solo]
                    


[Outro]
            
Nothing really

          
 matters, anyo

       
ne can see
            
Nothing really

 
 matters
        
Nothing really

                 
 matters to me
         
Any way the wi

    
nd blows [gong

]