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, oh! Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me." Doesn't Really Matter to Me Anonymous6285. Any way 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, 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 His life isn’t really his own, it’s up and down and he doesn’t have much control over it. 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 – Work Text: Freddie sighed a breath of relief as they finally got to leave the stage and started making their way to the dressing room. Although making using of funk production, common in R&B music at the time of its 2000 release, the track was viewed as an R&B-pop take on lounge music. This is metaphorically speaking -the man that Mercury killed is himself. 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. Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me ผมไม่มีอนาคต ความหวัง ความฝัน เป้าหมาย ไม่มีอะไรที่สำคัญกับผมอีกแล้ว [Verse 1] Mama, just killed a man แม่ครับ.. ผมฆ่าคนตาย "Doesn't Really Matter" is an electropop, R&B, and dance song. Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality. Summary: Somebody breaks into Queen's dressing room after a show. Mercury is humbled and conforms to the music industry. "Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead." 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, oo-o-o-o-oo 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 Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me” Freddie is saying here that he doesn’t want sympathy and he doesn’t really care what others think. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me For me, for me. Notes: (See the end of the work for notes.) Any way 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, ooh! 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, to me. (originally by Queen) (from "Suicide Squad" soundtrack) Is this the real life? Ooh yeah, ooh yeah nothing really matters Anyone can see nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me 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 Queen Classic Queen Bohemian Rhapsody (Mercury) Is this the real life? Its upbeat pop sound is akin to Jackson's 1995 single "Runaway", a stark contrast to the sparse R&B of her previous album, The Velvet Rope. 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 Is this just fantasy? 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