TISM Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear Lyrics

De Rigueurmortis Track Listing
  • 1 Bullshit
  • 2 If You're Not Famous at 14, You're Finished
  • 3 Five Yards
  • 4 Who the Fuck Blow That Plastic Trumpet
  • 5 Ten Points for a Razor Scooter
  • 6 Who the Fuck Blow That Plastic Trumpet Part 2
  • 7 Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear
  • 8 Would the Last Person to Leave Please Turn Out the Enlightenment?
  • 9 Street Lamp
  • 10 Dear Moby
  • 11 Schoolies Week
  • 12 The Horse, Not the Horseshit
  • 13 Most of Us Are Nice!
  • 14 Did You Watch or Make TV
  • 15 Come Back DJ Your Record Is Scratched
  • 16 You're a Long Way From Home, Part 1
  • 17 Boot Party
  • 18 Preening Dumb Tool
  • 19 Intermission
  • 20 Channel Turd
  • 21 Fatboy Slim Dusty
  • 22 You're a Long Way From Home Part 2
  • 23 Sell Out
  • 24 Honk If You Love Fred Durst
  • 25 You're a Long Way From Home Part 3
  • 26 X-Treme Sports Can Kiss My Arse
  • 27 Survey
  • 28 Fourteen Years in Rowille
  • 29 TISM Album Fails
  • 30 Who the Fuck Blow That Plastic Trumpet Part 3
  • 31 BFW
  • If I were Britney's boyfriend
    I'd be playing hard to get
    She'd come around beggin' for me, but
    I'd say, "No no, not yet.
    Cos God has told me personally
    That I should remain pure.
    Just love me, baby, for myself."
    And more of that manure.

    Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear

    Britney would go off her tree
    At my refusal
    "I'm Britney freakin' Spears,
    Rejection's not that usual."
    "I love you, darling, for yourself,"
    I'd explain to little Miss
    "It's your personality I like.
    Not your body. Serious."

    As far as a coy mistress goes
    You'll like it more than she
    When, upon her curt refusal
    You whole-heartedly agree
    Girls justly hate the lecher man
    With sweating, hairy paw
    But what happens when Boy says no?
    They hate that even more

    "Just like I told J-Lo," I'd say,
    "It's not your fame and wealth,
    It's not your perfect bod and face
    It's you I want. Yourself.
    Jesus wouldn't like us to
    If he ever knew it"

    "Stuff him," I'm sure she'd say
    "Come on, babe, let's do it."

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