Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm 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 on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
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
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
Just gotta get out, 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
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.36]Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
[00:07.14]Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
[00:24.54]I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
[00:30.30]Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
[00:37.97]Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
[00:54.58]Mama, just killed a man
[01:00.80]Put a gun against his head
[01:03.75]Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
[01:07.95]Mama, life had just begun
[01:14.70]But now I've gone and thrown it all away
[01:21.25]Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
[01:31.40]If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
[01:35.82]Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
[01:52.95]Too late, my time has come
[02:06.42]Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
[02:12.76]Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
[02:19.87]Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
[02:29.80]I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
[03:03.53]I see a little silhouetto of a man
[03:06.35]Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
[03:10.00]Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
[03:13.61](Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico
[03:20.41]I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
[03:23.52]He's just a poor boy from a poor family
[03:31.42]Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
[03:34.16]Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
[03:37.26](Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
[03:40.31](Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
[03:43.34](Let me go) Will not let you go
[03:44.94](Let me go) Will not let you go
[03:46.55](Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
[03:51.36](Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me go
[03:54.67]Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
[04:18.10]So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
[04:22.76]Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
[04:29.42]Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!
[05:07.88]Nothing really matters, anyone can see
[05:14.95]Nothing really matters
[05:19.44]Nothing really matters to me
[05:41.47]Any way the wind blows
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm 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 on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
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
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
Just gotta get out, 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
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.36]Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
[00:07.14]Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
[00:24.54]I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
[00:30.30]Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
[00:37.97]Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
[00:54.58]Mama, just killed a man
[01:00.80]Put a gun against his head
[01:03.75]Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
[01:07.95]Mama, life had just begun
[01:14.70]But now I've gone and thrown it all away
[01:21.25]Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
[01:31.40]If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
[01:35.82]Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
[01:52.95]Too late, my time has come
[02:06.42]Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
[02:12.76]Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
[02:19.87]Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
[02:29.80]I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
[03:03.53]I see a little silhouetto of a man
[03:06.35]Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
[03:10.00]Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
[03:13.61](Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro magnifico
[03:20.41]I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
[03:23.52]He's just a poor boy from a poor family
[03:31.42]Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
[03:34.16]Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
[03:37.26](Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
[03:40.31](Let him go) Bismillah! We will not let you go
[03:43.34](Let me go) Will not let you go
[03:44.94](Let me go) Will not let you go
[03:46.55](Let me go) Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
[03:51.36](Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me go
[03:54.67]Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
[04:18.10]So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
[04:22.76]Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
[04:29.42]Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!
[05:07.88]Nothing really matters, anyone can see
[05:14.95]Nothing really matters
[05:19.44]Nothing really matters to me
[05:41.47]Any way the wind blows
Album:A Fever You Can't Sweat Out
Panic At the Disco-I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Oh, well imagine:
as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I ...
You got two black eyes from loving too hard
And a black car that matches your blackest soul
I wouldn't change ya, oh
Wouldn't ever try to make you lea...
Clouds are marching along, singing a song, just like they do
If the clouds were singing a song I'd sing along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew, wha...
Shooting for the stars when I couldn't make a killing
Didn't have a dime but I always had a vision
Didn't know how but I always had a feeling
I was go...
(Finders keepers, losers weepers)
Welcome to the end of eras
Ice has melted back to life
Done my time and served my sentence
Dress me up and watch me ...
Oh!
A moment you'll never remember
And a night you'll never forget
Oh!
All you sinners stand up, sing Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Show praise with your b...
Boy, you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out
If you talk it, you better walk it, you better back your **** up
With more than good hook...