paroles de chanson Bohemian Polka - "Weird Al" Yankovic
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
'Cause
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,
ooo
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
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,
ooo
I
don't
want
to
die
I
sometimes
wish
I'd
never
been
born
at
all
I
see
a
little
silhouetto
of
a
mam
Scaramouch,
scaramouch,
will
you
do
the
Fandango
Thunderbolt
and
lightning
- very,
very
frightening
me
Galileo,
Galileo
Galileo,
Galileo
Galileo
figaro
- Magnifico...
hey!
hey!
hey!
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!
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
him
go
Will
not
let
you
go
- let
him
go
Will
not
let
you
go
- let
him
go
No,
no,
no,
no,
no
no
no
no
no!
Oh
mama
mia,
mama
mia,
mama
mia
let
me
go
Beelzebub
has
a
devil
put
aside
for
me,
for
me
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
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
Any
way
the
wind
Any
way
the
wind
blows
- hey!
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