King Ink - The Birthday Party



     
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King Ink Lyrics


King ink strolls into town
He sniffs aroundKing ink kicks off his stink-boot
Sand and soot and dust and dirt and
Hes much bigger than you think
King ink, king ink, king inkA 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 upA bug crawls up the wallKing ink feels like a bug
And he hates his rotten shell
(He says)
Cha cha chaKing 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 upA whats in that room?
A whats in that house?
A whats in that room?
A whats in that house?Say something, express thyself

Aay something, express yourself
Express, say something loudly ahhA whats in that room?
A whats in that house?
Sand and soot and dust and dirt
And sand and soot and dust and dirt
And di-di-dirtKing ink feels like a bug
Swimming in a soup-bowl
He says oh yer, oh yer, what a wonderful lifeOh 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 radioYer, 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

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The Birthday Party were an Australian post-punk band, from 1977 to 1983. Formed in Melbourne, the band were one of the darkest and most challenging post-punk groups to emerge in the early '80s, creating bleak and noisy soundscapes that provided the perfect setting for vocalist NIck Cave's difficult, disturbing stories of religion, violence, and perversity. Their sound drew upon punk, rockabilly, free jazz and the rawest blues, but transcended concise categorization.

Read more about The Birthday Party on Last.fm.


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