Drink Britney
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Who wants to take another swig?
Out of a sparkling britney bottle
Watching a pink erotic gig
Her microphone a cosmic throttle
Each hip sway, a gray day
Each eye wink, new bodies lay
In strobing lights delusions great
Her pumping amps our mind's live bait

How come this life's for some so grim?
Pour me some Britney, let me dream
My glass please fill up to the brim
Each sip I slip into the scheme

The queens of pop are lotus trees
their twin fruits our mind squeeze
give us a thousand egocentric kicks
and then a thousand soothing licks

The queens of pop are urban fiends
Satanic brood they lie and tease
Their bodies wet, a sinful breeze
The breeze will bring disastrous winds

Fotios, May 2004