The Ten Tenors

Bohemian Rhapsody
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?Caught in a landslideNo escape from reality, open your eyesLook up to the kies and seeI´m just a poor boy, I need no sympathyBecause I´m easy come, easy goA little high, a little lowanyway the wind blows,doesn´t really matter to me, to meMama, just killed a manPut a gun against his headPulled my trigger, now he´s deadMama, life had just begunBut now I´ve gone and thrown it all awayMama, ooo, didn´t mean to make you cryIf I´m not back again this time tomorrowCarry on, carry on as if nothing really mattersToo late, my time has comeSends shivers down my spineBody´s aching all the timeGoodbye everybody - I´ve got to goGotta leave you all behind and face the truthMama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)I don´t want to dieSongtexteI sometimes wish I´d never been born at allI see a little silhouette of a manScaramouch, scaramouchWill you do the fandangoThunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening meGallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, GallileoGallileo Figaro - magnificoBut I´m just a poor boy and nobody loves meHe´s just a poor boy, from a poor familySpare him his life, from this monostosityEasy come, easy gowill you let me goBismillah! No - we will not let you go-let him goBismillah! 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 goNever let me go, oooNo, no, no, no, no, no, no-Oh mama mia, mama miamama mia let me goBeezlebub has a devil put aside for mefor me, for meSo you think, you can stone meand spit in my eyeSo you think you can love meand leave me to dieOh baby - can´t do this to me babyJust gotta get out-just gotta get right outta hereOoh yeah, ooh yeah, nothing really mattersAnyone can see, nothing really matters-nothing really matters to meAnyway the wind blows ... Aus Songtexte Mania