King Ink

King ink strolls into town

He sniffs around

King ink kicks off his stink-boot

Sand and soot and dust and dirt and

He's much bigger than you think

King ink, king ink, king ink

A wake up, a king ink

A get up, a king ink

A wake up, a king ink

A get up, a get up, a get up, a get up, a get up

Up up up up up up up up up up

A bug crawls up the wall

King ink feels like a bug

And he hates his rotten shell

(He says)

Cha cha cha

King ink, a wake up, a king ink

A get up, a king ink

A wake up, a king ink

A get up, a get up, a get up, a get up, a get up

A what's in that room?

A what's in that house?

A what's in that room?

A what's in that house?

Say something, express thyself

Aay something, express yourself

Express, say something loudly ahh

A what's in that room?

A what's in that house?

Sand and soot and dust and dirt

And sand and soot and dust and dirt

And di-di-dirt

King ink feels like a bug

Swimming in a soup-bowl

He says oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, fats domino on the radio

Yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, fats domino on the radio

Yer, oh yer