Britney

Were down at the shopping mall

And above the calls

For blood and retribution

A young girls cries

And wonders why

It had to end this way

Were crucifying Britney tonight.

 

Post her high

So others can see why

Success has to end this way

The trailer trash queen

May have lived the dream

But every dog has to have its day

And we’re crucifying Britney tonight

 

Oh baby baby

How was I supposed to know?

That the tinsel and glamour

Would fade in the clamour

To crucify Britney tonight,

 

“Get her some help"

Cries a voice from the rear,

But the crowd is near rioting

And nobody hears

“She doesn’t need help

She’s got money to burn”

And we’re burning Britney tonight.