[Verse 1]
The queen's already been deceased for something like two years
Today I'm happy, because her body finally disappeared
You ask me how I knew Her Majesty was fucking dead?
Cause every night, her rotting corpse showed up at the foot of my bed

[Verse 2]
When she first showed up, her saggy lips were in a purse
Her royal piggy eyes had me locked in some kind of curse
I couldn't move or evеn flex my hole to take a dump
Thе old cunt stood at the foot of my bed, right next to Donald Trump