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, wake up, get up

Wake up, up, up, up, up, up

A bug crawls up the wall

King Ink feels like a bug

and he hates his rotten shell

Cha-cha-{10 cha's)

King Ink, get up, go forth

wake up-what's in that room

wake up- what's in that house?

Express thyself say something loudly

AAAAHHHH! What's in that room?

Sand and soot and dust and dirt

dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt

King Ink feels like a bug

swimming in a soup-bowl

Oh yer! Yer! What a wonderful life

Fats Domino on the radio