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!