The High Towns — The Iron Britney

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She has a brazen ego
And a sonic sling
She is an Iron Britney
With iron rings

We watched her live
Set fire to bins
As the cameras in her face
Suck life from everything

Born on a highway
Shooting up the stars
Tries to bash my head clean in
With a metal vase
Watch her now

She’s driven mad
By the camera eye
Spotlit, mesmerised
Made her want to die

Iron Britney sing
Raise the shell up to your lips and blow the thing
Let the echo ring
If your back is to the wall then sing

We work the guilt trip
She cannot win
We frame the story so she
She is the problem in everything

Pours fuel on your house
Every drop in the can
Flick a match and light it up
To get an explanation

She is vigour and lightning
Napalms the floor
Left her signature on the ground
For the children not yet born

Iron Britney sing
Raise the shell up to your lips and blow the thing
Let the echo ring
If your back is to the wall then sing

Float up in the air
Bear the silence
Fill the canyons with your care
Count the yearlings in
When your back is to the wall then sing

Iron Britney sing
Raise the shell up to your lips and blow the thing
Let the echo ring
If your back is to the wall then sing

Float up in the air
Bear the silence
Fill the canyons with your care
Count the yearlings in
When your back is to the wall then sing

So come on Britney sing
Raise the shell up to your lips and blow the thing
Count the chorus in
If your back is to the wall then sing