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!