Saturday, April 30, 2011

Hot! God Save The Queen Lyrics

God help save this Queen The fascist regime, They designed everyone a moron A potential H-bomb.

God conserve the particular Queen She ain’t zero human being. There is simply no long term In England’s dreamland

Don’t end up being told what you deserve Don’t often be explained to just what everyone need. There’s not any long term There’s no foreseeable future There’s no long term pertaining to you

God help you save the particular Queen We indicate it man We like our cal king God saves

God help save this Queen ‘cos tourists are money And our figurehead Is not necessarily what she seems

Oh God save track record God help save your nutty parade Oh Lord God include mercy All crimes are usually paid.

When there is no future How there has to be sin We’re this think about In this dustbin We’re the poison In your current human equipment We’re one’s desti! ny You’re future

God help save that Queen We mean the item man We love our twin God saves

God preserve that Queen We mean the item male There is usually simply no long run In England’s dreamland

No future No potential for yourself No fufure for me

Hot! God Save The Queen Lyrics

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