King Ink

King Ink strolls the 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

A King Ink, a King Ink, a 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, 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

Say something, express yourself

Express, say something loudly, aah

A what's in that room? A what's in that house?

Sand and soot and dust and dirt

And sand and soot and d-d-dust and dirt and di di di

King Ink feels like a bug

Swimming in a soup-bowl

He says, oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, Fats Domino on the radio

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, what a wonderful life

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer! Oh, fats domino on the radio

Oh! Yer! Oh! Yer!