More Info 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
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 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 on as if nothing really matters
