Kekeland

I know ten cock suckersAnd a little assholeA hundred mother fuckersSo I'm never aloneYou know i am the queenThe queen of KekelandMy sea is ever greenMy palace full of sandI wear veiled battle dressCovered with pearls and rosesI'm the royal mistressOf the bodies and soulsMy subjects are kekesWith big red eyes and hairThey live in blue valleyTravel in montgolfiereThey go to the marketDrinking noiling liquorsThey buy a pretty poetComme back to eat pepperYou know i am the queenThe queen of KekelandMy sea is ever greenMy palace full of sandKekes are always drunkCause they are smell finest airsEach keeps an old punkIn white bed full of flowersThey have under their skinThe beloved precious lordThat makes them laugh and grinWhen they go overboardIf one day the missilesCome for the big finishKekes will keep their smileThey know how to vanishYou know i am the queenThe queen of KekelandMy sea is ever greenMy palace full of sand