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lirik lagu kunt and the gang – god save the queen’s cunt [2020 version]

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[intro]
bada~bada, bop~bop~ba~dadada
bada~bada, bop~bop~ba~dadada
bada~bada, bop~bop~ba~dadada
bada~bada, bop~bop~ba~da

[verse 1]
there’s a bloke called alan farthing
gynecologist to the royals
he’s had to sign the official secrets act
for the fannies over which he toils
you see, he’s fondled fergie’s f~ck~flaps
and he’s fisted princess di
he’s seen middleton’s m~ff, and markle’s minge
and camilla parker~bowles’ brown eye
but there’s one v~g~n~ that tops the list ~
it’s the pride of alan’s c.v
it’s ninety years old, it’s got grey p~b~s
trimmed as neat as neat can bе!

[chorus]
the queen’s c~nt
the queen’s c~nt
it’s the poshеst minge in britain
i say that without a doubt
the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
you would have to suck a peppermint
if you were going to l!ck it out

[bridge]
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
[spoken:] if one is going to drink from the furry cup ~ one has to hold one’s finger up!

[verse 2]
the royal box must be the jewel in the crown
of alan farthing’s repertoire
it’s got a crest with a lion and a unicorn on
that reads: ‘dieu et mon droit’ (ooh~la~la!)
it has grade ii listed l~b~~
and a preserving order on her cl~t
there’s a pair of beefeaters standing guard
at the entrance to her slit!
the queen’s~queen’s too posh to have a c~ck inserted
so one of her servants applied
some silken gloves to hold her f~ck~flaps apart
while her butler went feeling inside
since he retired from pubic duty
the duke of edinburgh’s got blue b~lls (blue b~lls!)
now the only thing allowed up the queen’s c~nt
is a d~ld~ made of jewels!
[chorus]
the queen’s c~nt
the queen’s c~nt
it’s not the kind of c~nt
where you or i would get to sp~nk

the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
it’s not the type of c~nt
that one might see when one is drunk

the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
is the poshest sn~tch in britain
without a shadow of a doubt

the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
the queen’s c~nt
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
it smells so much like truffles
a little pig could sniff it out
[outro]
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)
(god save it ~ god save the queen’s c~nt!)


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