Mama, I
just killed a man you know.
I put a gun against his head.
I pulled the trigger and now he's dead.
Mama, my life had just begun,
oh yeah
And then, and then
I went and lost it all the way
Oh ho ho ho,
Mama, Mama, Mama, oh ho ho ho
The wind keeps blowing,
I don't want to die
Cos I don't wish I was alive tomorrow
Will you carry on, will you carry on,
will you carry on without me?
Cos nothing really matters
It's very late
But the time is gone
It sends shivers down me spine
My body aches
Oh, it's time
Goodbye everybody
I've got to go home now
I'm going to go and get the boss
and leave you all
Be do be do do
Mama
Oh the wind is blowing
I know what to do
Cause I don't wish I
knew I was again
So will you carry on, will you carry on,
will you carry on
Nothing really mat ters
Oh yeah
Cos I see a little silhouette
of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
will you do the Grand Angle?
The thunderbolt and lightning
is very, very, very,
very frightening me
Scaramouche,
cos nothing really matters
And any fool can see that nothing,
nothing at all matters much to me
Thank you