The Ballad Of Sara Berry

           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

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!)

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?"

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

 Am
(Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.)
 Am
(Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.)

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...)

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"

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

           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

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.)

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

Am
(Woah...)
Am                       N.C
Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.
N.C
Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry.

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