WASHINGTON — In an odd turn of events yesterday, Pop Icon Britney Spears weighed in on the current Capitol Hill gridlock with a message aimed squarely at Speaker of the House John Boehner (R-OH).
According to Spears, “You better work bitch (x4).”
While Spears did, in fact, deliver the message via a music video, the 31-year-old singer claims the Youtube hit was somehow leaked prematurely with falsified lyrics.
A source within the Spears camp has since released the following, authentic lyrics exclusively to Reidicule News:
[Unmute volume on player first, then see below for lyrics.]
You wanna, you wanna
You want a congressional body? You want election parties?
You want an economy? You better work bitch
You want to keep pandering? Global expansion?
Look just like Reagan? You better work bitch
You wanna meet Nancy? Instead of Tom Clancy?
Maybe Bryan Cranston?
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
Now get to work bitch!
Now get to work bitch!
Confusion, stop the grudges
Just stop now, and pass a budget
Work it hard, like it’s your profession
Because it is
You morons
Here comes Obama
Here comes Assad now
Here comes a big treat
Weapons from Syria
No time for Tea Parties
So shut ‘em down, McCarthy
Pick up what I’m puttin’ down
Pick up what I’m puttin’ down
You want a congressional body? You want election parties?
You want an economy? You better work bitch
You want to keep pandering? Global expansion?
Look just like Reagan? You better work bitch
You wanna meet Nancy? Instead of Tom Clancy?
Maybe Bryan Cranston?
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
Now get to work bitch!
Now get to work bitch!
Break it up, republicans
See what’s comin’
To the rotunda
Tell somebody in your town
Spread the word, why is Boehner orange?
Go call the police, oh wait they’re furloughed
but still essential, that ought to trouble ya’
You better pay up, since they’re protectin’ ya
Situation’s bad bitch, are you regrettin’ yet?
Raise the debt limit, raise it to the sky
Don’t let our credit die yet, I’m not 35 yet
Keep it moving higher, and higher
Keep it moving higher, and higher
So raise the limit high, end all of your lies
We do not believe ya’, but at this point we need ya’
To keep it moving higher and higher
Keep it moving higher and higher and higher
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out
You better work bitch
You better work bitch