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
