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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-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha

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

AAAAAAAH! What’s in that room?

Sand and soot and dust and dirt

King Ink feels like a bug

Swimming in a soup-bowl

Oh! Yeah! Oh! Yeah! What a wonderful life

Fats Domino on the radio