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!