Tom: Am
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!
F G Am
Down on your knees before the Queen
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!
F G Am
Down on your knees before the Queen
[Verse 1]
Am Am7
Sara Berry was a popular bitch. (Mm-hmm.)
Am C
Hot bod, hot boy, cheer captain, plus she was rich. (Oh, yeah.)
Dm
That girl had everything till hiccup and hitch:
E
Julie Jenkins lost a leg in a wreck. (Am-pu-ta-ted!)
[Verse 2]
Am Am7
The nominations for Prom royalty came (Uh-huh.)
Am C
Our Sara's senior year and Queen was her claim (Uh, duh.)
Dm
Till gossip stirred the student body would name
E
Julie Jenkins, Queen of the Prom. (Pi-ty-vote!)
F G
"Sara," her father said, "Life is a Prom
Am C
I know you won't disappoint me and Mom?"
[Chorus]
F G Am C
You taste the silver, Sara! You taste the crown
F G Am C
You thirst for blood from the roses in hand
F G Am C
Whoa, you spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance
F G Am
As they crown you Queen of High School Land
[Break]
Am
(Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.)
Am
(Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.)
[Verse 3]
Am Am7
So obsessed, our Sara near lost her mind
Am C
To life un-Prom-related, Sara was blind;
Dm
She shoved her squad, her clique, her boyfriend behind
E
Still Julie had a hold on the lead. (Poor, poor, Julie...)
[Verse 4]
Am Am7
Soon Sara's sanity was hung by a thread
Am C
Her B.F.F.'s proclaimed her socially dead
Dm
'Til then, at last, her boyfriend texted and said:
E
"I'm taking Julie to the senior Prom." (Love, love, Julie...)
F G
"Sara," her father said, "Why be so calm?
Am
There's just no future for a Princess at Prom"
[Chorus]
F G Am C
You taste the silver, Sara! You taste the crown
F G Am C
You thirst for blood from the roses in hand
F G Am C
Whoa, you spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance
F G Am
As they crown you Queen of High School Land
[Break]
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!
F G Am
Down on your knees before the Queen
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!
F G Am
Down on your knees before the Queen
[Bridge]
Am C
Some girls are rational but Sara was not
Am C
She stared in mirrors thinking one single thought:
F E
There's seven reasons this crown's not good as got (Julie, Anne, Eunice, Raquel, Marianna, Patricia, Quiara)
Dm G B
And so the night of Prom, mercy! Thus went her plot: (Marianna, Patricia, Quiara)
N.C. E
"P" is for Patricia drinking poisoned punch
N.C. E
"R" is for Raquel dashed on a rock-- crunch!
F G
"O" is what Anne said when Sara bludgeoned her brains
Am
"M" is Marianna's marinated remains
But! But!
E
"Q" is for Quiara, quiet, drowned in the pool
And "U" is for Eunice's pieces spread round the school
G A
But "E's" are for the easy way in five minutes tops
B
A one-legged girl can bring an "N" for end by calling the cops. (What a bitch.)
[Chorus]
F G Am C
You got your silver Sara, you got your crown
F G Am C
You got their blood on your roses in hand
F G Am C
Whoa, you donned the sash and scepter, doing a dance
F G Am
As you crowned you Queen of High School Land!
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh! [God save the Queen!]
F G Am
Down on your knees before the Queen [God save the Queen!]
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh! [The Queen of High School land!]
F G Am
Down on your knees before the queen
N.C F
No! The queen of High School land!
G Am C
They wrapped your wrists in silver, they took your crown
F G Am C
They washed the blood from each finger and hand, Woah!
F G Am C
Into a tight straitjacket, small padded cell
F G Am
Screaming, "I'm the Queen of High School Land!"
C F G Am
At least in your head, You're Queen of High School land! (Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!)
C F G Am
Oh, Pity of the dead! You're Queen of High School Land! (Down on your knees before the Queen)
F G Am
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh!
F G Am C
Down on your knees before the Queen
[Outro]
Am
(Woah...)
Am N.C
Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.
N.C
Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.
