*ahe-he-hem*

Is this the real life?

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, oooh, *any way the wind blows*

I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

*insert musical transition*
I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
Will you do the Fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me

Galileo

Galileo

Galileo

Galileo

Galileo Figaro,
Magnifico-o-o-o

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?

Bismilla, 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 me go!

Will not let you go.

Let me go!

Never, never, never, never let me go

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, Mama Mia, Mama Mia,

Mamma mia, let me go.

Beelzebub has a Devil put aside for me,
For me,
For me!

*another transition*
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?

So you think you can love me and leave me to die?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide
(With 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

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun up to his head, pulled the trigger
Now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun
And now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, oooh, didn't mean to make you cry,
but if I'm not back here this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on,
As if nothing really matters

And now, the end is near
and so I face, the final curtain

My friend, I'll say it clear
And state my case, of which I'm certain

I've lived, a life that's full
I traveled each, and every highway

But more, much more than this,
I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention

I did what I had to do
And saw it through, without exemption

I planned, each chartered course
Each careful step, along the byway

But more, much more than this,
I did it my way

Yes, there were times
I'm sure you knew

When I bit off
More than I could chew

But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up, and spit it out

I faced it all, and I stood tall
And did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing

And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing

To think, I did all that
And may I say, not In a shy way

Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught

To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels

The record shows, I took the blows
And did it my way!

Alright, my turn to start a song.

*Ahem*

Is this the real life?

Ight. Do another comment so we have more room