Queen Fucks

Her right thigh read „come”
The left one said „to me”
However hard she tried the two could never meet
They put her up on a stake
She was naked, they started to mastrubate And as she burnt she yelled
„I hope you pervs have it all on tape!”
Be it pope on a cart of non-believers Joseph, Mary, Baby Jesus
The Queen fucks whomsoever she pleases
There’s nothing else you could say to me She’s sick and tired of your bigotry There’s nothing else you could say to me Your poetry of bigotry is obsolete
Be it pope on a cart of non-believers Joseph, Mary, Baby Jesus
The Queen fucks whomsoever she pleases
They want you to clean shave, shut up, wash down lose all the taste