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 a - way.
Mama, ooh didn't mean to make you cry.
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, car - ry on, car - ry 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, ooh (Anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
Transition
Verse
She keeps Moët and Chandon in her pretty cabinet.
"Let them eat cake", she says, just like Mary Antoinette.
A built in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy,
And any time, an invitation, you can't de-cline.
Bridge
Caviar and cigarettes, well versed in etiquette.
Extra-ordinarily nice. She's a
Chorus
Killer Queen, gunpowder, gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam.
Guaran-teed to blow your mind; any time, ooh
Recommended at the price, in-satiable in appetite;
Wanna try ?
Verse
To a-void 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 a-gain, inci-dentally, if you're that way in-clined.
Bridge
Perfume came naturally from Paris, (naturally),
For cars, she couldn't care less; fast-idious and pre-cise. She's a
Chorus
Killer Queen, gunpowder, gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam.
Guaran-teed to blow your mind; any time.
Recommended at the price, in-satiable in appetite;
Wanna try ?
Nothing really matters, anyone can see.
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me.
Any - way the wind blows.