LYRICS:

Gonna cause a stink, won’t be the first to blink

I’m not who you think, don’t mess with me, I’m Boudicca!

 

My husband Presotagus died, he was a Celtic king

I was his queen, so due to me was half of everything.

Roman law gave half to me so half was what they got

‘Till their nasty soldiers came and took the blessed lot.

 

Hey mister! I say you got the wrong end of the stick -

His answer turned this sister into one angry chick.

 

No man, Roman’ll push around this woman

You won’t get far, with Boudicca.

Foe man, yeoman, smash the Roman foe man

All say yah. Yah! Boudicca!

 

I built a massive army, headed straight for the city

Beat ’em all with ease and like me, it wasn’t pretty.

Chopped ’em and hacked but what made their red blood curl

Bad enough being beaten – but beaten by a girl?

 

Whacked ’em, smacked ’em, boy how we attacked ’em

Near and far, ha ha ha!

Flayed ’em, slayed ’em up and down parade ’em

Boudicca! Toughest by far.

 

Colchester, London, St. Albans

Everybody talk about dead Romans.

 

We marched on up the Roman road that’s known as Watling Street

They trapped us in the forest then thrashed us to our defeat.

By now you’d guessed I’m not the kind of girl to sit and cry

Be sold a slave to Romans? You know I’d rather die.

They tried to take me prisoner so I led the Roman boys on

Instead of giving in to them I swallowed special poison.

 

Martyr, smarter, capture a non-starter

This was our last hurrah

Slaughtered, dismembered, our tribe always remembered

Boudicca, superstar.

Boudicca! Superstar.