[00:22.16]Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
[00:29.12]Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
[00:37.62]Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
[00:48.18]I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
[00:55.20]Easy come, easy go, little high, little low
[01:02.26]Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
[01:18.27]Mama, just killed a man
[01:24.75]Put a gun against his head
[01:32.58]Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
[01:33.94]Mama, life had just begun
[01:38.95]But now I've gone and thrown it all away
[01:46.36]Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
[01:56.32]If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
[02:02.27]Carry on, carry, nothing really matters
[02:19.85]Too late, my time has come
[02:26.49]Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
[02:34.00]Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
[02:40.83]Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
[02:48.03]Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
[02:58.65]I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
[03:44.54]I see a little silhouetto of a man
[03:51.41]Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
[03:52.51]Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
[03:58.72](I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me)
[04:05.66]He's just a poor boy from a poor family
[04:07.09]Spare him his life from this monstrosity
[04:12.77]Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? (Bismillah!)
[04:19.90]Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
[04:53.99]So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
[05:00.19]So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
[05:05.03]Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
[05:12.07]I just gotta get out, I just gotta get right outta here!
[05:55.91]Nothing really matters, anyone can see
[06:02.68]Nothing really matters
[06:07.87]Nothing really matters to me
[06:30.28]Any way the wind blows

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
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 had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry, 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, 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 fright'ning me
(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? (Bismillah!)
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!
I just gotta get out, I 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