Kunt And The Gang - God Save The Queen's Cunt (2020 version) lyrics

[Kunt And The Gang - God Save The Queen's Cunt 2020 version lyrics]

Bada bada, bop-bop ba dadada
Bada bada, bop-bop ba dadada
Bada bada, bop-bop ba dadada
Bada bada, bop-bop ba da

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 fuck-flaps
And he's fisted Princess Di
He's seen Middleton's muff
And Markle's minge
And Camilla Parker-Bowles' brown eye
But there's one vagina that tops the list –
It's the pride of Alan's CV
It's ninety years old, it's got grey pubes
Trimmed as neat as neat can bе!

The Queen's cunt the Queen's cunt
It's the poshеst minge in Britain
I say that without a doubt

The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
You would have to suck a peppermint
If you were going to lick it out

(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
If one is going to drink from the furry cup
– one has to hold one's finger up!

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 I I listed labia
And a Preserving Order on her clit
There's a pair of Beefeaters standing guard
At the entrance to her slit!
The Queen's-Queen's too posh to
Have a cock inserted
So one of her servants applied
Some silken gloves to hold
Her fuck-flaps apart
While her butler went feeling inside
Since he retired from pubic duty
The Duke of Edinburgh's got blue balls
(blue balls) now the only thing allowed
Up The Queen's cunt
Is a dildo made of jewels!

The Queen's cunt the Queen's cunt
It's not the kind of cunt
Where you or I would get to spunk

The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
It's not the type of cunt
That one might see when one is drunk

The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
Is the poshest snatch in Britain
Without a shadow of a doubt

The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
The Queen's cunt
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
It smells so much like truffles
A little pig could sniff it out

(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)
(God save it – God save The Queen's cunt)

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