[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 all away
           
Mama, ooh, did

    
n't mean to ma

ke you cry
             
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, ooh, (an

y way the wind

 blows)
             
I don't want t

   
o die
             
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

         
ht'ning me

(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo. Galileo figaro magnifico
         
I'm just a poo

          
r boy, nobody 

    
loves me
            
He's just a po

          
or boy from a 

          
poor family
            
Spare him his 

             
life from this

         
 monstrosity
         
Easy come, eas

           
y go, will you

      
 let me go?
                             

Bismillah! 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.) W

          
ill not let yo

u go
             
(Let me go.) W

          
ill not let yo

              
u go. (Let me 

  
go.) Ah
         
No, no, no, no

  
, no, no, no

(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mamma mia, let me go
            
Beelzebub has 

          
a devil put as

             
ide for me, fo

         
r me, for me!


[Interlude]
 


[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 wind blows