Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Wednesday

I have spent the better part of the morning trying to determine if the lyrics to "Killer Queen" by Queen are about me. Prophetically, I mean. Regarde:

She keeps Moet et Chandon
In a pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette


So far so good.

A built-in remedy
For Khrushchev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline


Yep. Still checks out.

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice

Not so much the cigarettes, but everything else in this verse is right on.

Chorus:
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, Gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?


Um. Well not so much. Though I do have an insatiable appetite for water. But that couldn't really be described as an appetite.

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
Asia Minor
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined

I have moved a time or two, so we're still okay. And I do speak like a baroness. The Baroness of Sass.

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


Who else could this describe? I don't like cars. Not a bit.
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 out to get you

Hmm...
Chorus

Recommended at the price
Insatiable in appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try.

I think a good 75% was written with me in mind. I chalk the remainder up to M. Mercury's pursuit of some degree of anonymity in regards to his subject. After all, what would people have thought of him if they knew he'd written a song about a cat that had not yet been born and wouldn't grace the Earth with her cool for another 25-ish years?

2 Comments:

Blogger Penultimatina said...

After all, what would people have thought of him if they knew he'd written a song about a cat that had not yet been born and wouldn't grace the Earth with her cool for another 25-ish years?Schubert, I think that perhaps the lyrics of this band are on par with Nostradamus.

4:49 PM  
Blogger Bailey said...

Perhaps other Queen songs should be examined for similar predictions.

Unfortunately, nothing leaps immediately to mind.

10:16 PM  

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