[Queen and crowd]
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
Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me
To me
[Kanye West and crowd, crowd]
Mama, I just killed a man
Put my gun up to his head, pulled a trigger now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
I 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
[Transition into Can't Tell Me Nothing]
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