Is this just fantasy

caught in a landslide no escape from reality

open your eyes look up to the skies and seeeeeeeeeeeee

i’m just a poor boy i need no sympathy

because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low

anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me.... To me....

mama just killed a man

Put a gun against his head pulled the trigger now he's dead

mama life had just begun

but now I've gone and throw it all awayyyyyyyyy

Mama, ooh, 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

send shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

goodbye everybody, I GOT TO GOOOOO

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

mama oooOOOooo

I don't wanna die

i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all

*guitar solo*
I see a little silhouetto of a man