Post by paul Zernikazof on Jul 22, 2008 22:30:36 GMT
Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a website
Cant escape to reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor Tog, I need a drink or two
Because It’s your round I can tell,
Pint of Beer, glass of Bells,
Anyway the booze pours,doesnt really matter to me,
To me
Mama,just drunk a pint,
Put a snorker in my gob,
Tripped over Daxies dog,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown up over the cat-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not hung over again this time tomorrow-
I’ll be down the pub,as if nothing really matters-
Too late their calling time,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Insufficient drinking time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and stagger home-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-
I see a little bottle of red wine,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you pass the bottle opener-
red wine and White wine very very drinkable for me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy in need of some alcohol-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Buy him a drink and also one for me-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! 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
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has an evil little sideboard for me,for me,for me-
So you think you can get stoned and drink all my beer
So you think you can love me and throw up in my ear
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,
Any way the wind blows....
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a website
Cant escape to reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor Tog, I need a drink or two
Because It’s your round I can tell,
Pint of Beer, glass of Bells,
Anyway the booze pours,doesnt really matter to me,
To me
Mama,just drunk a pint,
Put a snorker in my gob,
Tripped over Daxies dog,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown up over the cat-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not hung over again this time tomorrow-
I’ll be down the pub,as if nothing really matters-
Too late their calling time,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Insufficient drinking time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and stagger home-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-
I see a little bottle of red wine,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you pass the bottle opener-
red wine and White wine very very drinkable for me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy in need of some alcohol-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Buy him a drink and also one for me-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! 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
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has an evil little sideboard for me,for me,for me-
So you think you can get stoned and drink all my beer
So you think you can love me and throw up in my ear
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,
Any way the wind blows....