"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,
Little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
to me"
Freddie Mercury, Roger
Taylor, Brian May, John Deacon
