The Ballad of Sara Berry

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh

Down on your knees before the queen

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh

Down on your knees before the queen

Well, Sara Berry was a popular bitch (mm-hm)

Hot bod', hot boy, cheer captain, plus she was rich (oh, yeah)

That girl had everything 'til hiccup and hitch

Julie Jenkins lost a leg in a wreck (amputated)

The nominations for prom royalty came (uh-huh)

Our Sara's senior year, and queen was her claim (uh, duh)

'Til gossip stirred the student body would name

Julie Jenkins, queen of the prom (pity vote)

"Sara," her father said, "Life is a prom"

"I know you won't disappoint me and mom"

You taste the silver Sara, you taste the crown

You thirst for blood from the roses in hand

Whoa, you spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance

As they crown you queen of high school land

Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry

Check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry

So obsessed, our Sara near lost her mind (check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry)

To life un-prom related, Sara was blind (check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry)

She shoved her squad, her clique, her boyfriend behind

Still Julie had a hold on the lead (poor, poor, Julie)

Soon Sara's sanity was hung by a thread (check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry)

Her B.F.F.'s proclaimed her socially dead (check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry)

'Til then, at last, her boyfriend texted and said (check Sara, choose Sara, vote for Sara Berry)

"I'm taking Julie to the senior prom" (love, love, Julie)

"Sara," her father said, "Why be so calm?"

"There's just no future for a princess at prom"

You taste the silver Sara, you taste the crown

You thirst for blood from the roses in hand

Whoa, you spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance

As they crown you queen of high school land

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh

Down on your knees before the queen

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh

Down on your knees before the queen

Some girls are rational but Sara was not