I know ten cocksuckers And a little asshole A hundred motherfuckers So I'm never alone You know I am the queen The queen of Kekeland My sea is evergreen My palace full of sand I wear veiled battle dress Covered with pearls and roses I'm the royal mistress Of the bodies and souls My subjects are Kekes With big red eyes and hair They live in blue valleys Travel in montgolfière They go to the market Drinking boiling liquors They buy a pretty poet Come back to eat pepper You know I am the queen The queen of Kekeland My sea is evergreen My palace full of sand Kekes are always drunk 'Cause they smell finest airs Each keep an old punk In white bed full of flowers They have under their skin The beloved precious lord Thet makes them laugh and grin When they go overboard If one day the missiles Come for the big finish Kekes will keep their smile They know how to vanish You know I am the queen The queen of Kekeland My sea is evergreen My palace full of sand