Emi A
1. Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
D A D G
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
Emi G C
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.
Ami D
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, because I'm
As G F# G As G F# G
easy come, easy go, little high, little low.
C G Ami# D G
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.
G Emi Ami
R: Mama just killed a man, put a gun against his head,
Ami D
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
G Emi Ami
Mama, life had just begun, but now I've gone and
D
thrown it all away.
C G Ami Dmi
Mama, ooooh didn't mean to make you cry.
G C G Ami
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on
Fmi C G
as if nothing really matters to me...to me
G Emi Ami
2. Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine,
Ami D
body's aching all the time.
G Emi Ami
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, got to leave you all
D
behind and face the truth.
C G Ami Dmi
Mama, ooh..... I don't want to die,
G C
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
G Ami
carry on, carry on
Fmi C G
as if nothing really matters to me...to me.
