Sara spelled without an 멻was getting bored
On a Peavea amp in 1984
While Zak without a 멵tried out some new guitars
Playing Sara-with-no-h뭩 favourite song
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
Zak and Sara
Often Sara would have spells where she lost time
She saw the future, she heard voices from inside
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Because at home they got her smacked
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
Zak and Sara
Zak and Sara
Zak called his dad about layaway plans
And Sara told the friendly salesman that:
밳ou뭠l all die in your cars,
And why뭩 it gotta be dark?
And you뭨e all working in a submarine
(Asshole)
She saw the lights, she saw the pale English face
Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
Visions of pills that put you in a loving trance
That make it possible for all white boys to dance
And when Zak finished Sara뭩 song, Sara clapped
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
(La da da da, la da da, la da da)
Zak and Sara
Zak and Sara