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!