歌词：
　　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,
　　A little high, little low,
　　Anyway 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, life had just begun,
　　But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away -
　　Mama, ooo,
　　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 -
　　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, ooo -
　　I don’t want to die,