De flesta vet ju om att jag tagit mitt namn från Queensången "KillerQueen",
men hur många känner till att det finns en sång skriven till mig också? *ler*
den skrev Circuitry till mig när vi bara känt varandra ett kort tag...
och det är bland det finaste någon har gjort för mig.

She keeps Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice

CHORUS
She's a killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Recommended at any price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?

To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidently
If you're that way inclined

Perfume came naturally from Paris
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise

CHORUS
Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild...
She's all out to get you

CHORUS
Recommended at any price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try...

Phaeton of Culpa - Killer Queen (av [Circuitry])

Soul - Hunted by the shadow - Invincible today
Heart - Convicted by the mind to a place nearby
I never doubted a second
Your orders twiched into borders
To be crossed by me
                                                   
Feeling is crossed by your fear
Your eyes - they are shadows
Twiched into meadows
To be crossed by me
                                                   
Reasons - Are there any reasons
I should go on just like before?
Always touched you down
Always touched you down
Touched you down
Like a raindrop
Fallen by your tears
Convicted by the Shadow
Listen to your breath
To the ultimate noice of your breath
                                                   
It’s my Killer Queen - She sneaks up from behind
And takes something with her
It’s my Killer Queen - She sneaks up from behind
She waits to the year 2000
Sometimes she takes, a little more than she’s supposed to