Lyrics: The Birthday Party. KING INK.

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, 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
Up up up up up up 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
Aay something, express yourself
Express, say something loudly ahh

A what?s in that room?
A what?s in that house?
Sand and soot and dust and dirt
And sand and soot and dust and dirt
And di-di-dirt

King ink feels like a bug
Swimming in a soup-bowl
He says oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life

Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life
Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life
Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life
Oh yer, oh yer, fats domino on the radio

Yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life
Oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful life
Oh yer, oh yer, fats domino on the radio
Yer, oh yer