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.