Bohemian Rhapsody The Ten Tenors

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality, open your eyes
Look up to the kies and see
I´m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I´m easy come, easy go
A little high, a 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 - (anyway the wind blows)
I don´t want to die
I sometimes wish I´d never been born at all