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
Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, 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
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, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
It I'm not back again this time tomorrow.
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters