Is this the real life?
\nIs this just fantasy?
\nCaught in a landslide
\nNo escape from reality
\nOpen your eyes
\nLook up to the skies and see
\nI’m just a poor boy (Poor boy)
\nI need no sympathy
\nBecause I’m easy come, easy go
\nLittle high, little low
\nAny way the wind blows
\nDoesn’t really matter to me, to me<\/p>\n

Mama just killed a man
\nPut a gun against his head
\nPulled my trigger, now he’s dead
\nMama, life has just begun
\nBut now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
\nMama, ooh
\nDidn’t mean to make you cry
\nIf I’m not back again this time tomorrow
\nCarry on, carry on as if nothing really matters<\/p>\n

Too late, my time has come
\nSends shivers down my spine
\nBody’s aching all the time
\nGoodbye, everybody
\nI’ve got to go
\nGotta leave you all behind and face the truth
\nMama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
\nI don’t want to die
\nSometimes wish I’d never been born at all<\/p>\n

[Guitar Solo]<\/p>\n

I see a little silhouetto of a man
\nScaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
\nThunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
\n(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
\nMagnifico-o-o-o-o
\nI’m just a poor boy nobody loves me
\nHe’s just a poor boy from a poor family
\nSpare him his life from this monstrosity<\/p>\n

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
\nBismillah! No, we will not let you go
\nLet him go
\nBismillah! We will not let you go
\nLet him go
\nBismillah! We will not let you go
\nLet me go (Will not let you go)
\nLet me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
\nLet me go, o, o, o, o
\nNo, no, no, no, no, no, no
\n(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
\nBeelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!<\/p>\n

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
\nSo you think you can love me and leave me to die
\nOh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby
\nJust gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here<\/p>\n

[Guitar Solo]
\n(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)<\/p>\n

Nothing really matters
\nAnyone can see
\nNothing really matters
\nNothing really matters to me<\/p>\n

Ljubav, muzika i sve ne\u0161to lepo…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Jednostavno moram ovu pesmu imati na blogu. U\u017dIVAJTE: 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 (Poor boy) I need no sympathy Because I’m easy come, \u2026<\/p>\n

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