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 l'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... ife had just begun,

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mamaaaaa oooh,

Didn't mean to mako you cry.

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,

Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.