My ears must be BROKEN ( or maybe it’s that they *work* ) because this was PERFECT! I don’t mind criticism when it’s truthful, although that would make them Li-ter-al-ly Perfect… because they are hardly ever, _ever_ out of sync or off key or _anything._ It actually amazes me how close to flawless they truly are. And, here, I hear nothing but the same amazing, perfect performance I always hear! So perhaps I’m crazy but there is NoTHiNG to criticize here! Thank You, Pentatonix for always giving your all in performances! This Was Great! 🙂
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 A little high, 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 I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo Figaro - magnifico But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity 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 (never) Never let you go - let me go Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me for me for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows...
I have never heard of you guys before, how much I have missed! What beautiful singing … it has lifted my heart up so high ❤. A reminder of the simplicity of joy and beauty in life.
Pure peace and strength through this. Just touches your sole.Just the privileged to hear their 5 voices create this is jaw dropping. Thank you for posting this for the world to experience.
