Is there a King,

Who can Sing?

Yes Sir, Yes Sir,

He can only Sting!

Sting Who?

Sting Who?

The Enemy! (Applause)

The Enemy! (Applause)

No Sir, No Sir,

He’s a stinging Donkey!

How Dare?

You call your king a  Donkey!

Guards! Send them all to the gallows!

No Sir, No Sir,

He is a Stinker,

But Definitely a Donkey,

Who does a lot of Hula Hoop,

With all the….

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,  Blah

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah…

I See… I See…

But who gives all….

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

No Sir, No Sir,

We are the Stingers,

We Suffer,

We are the Stinkers!

Yes Sir, Yes Sir,

We are the mindless sufferers,

We have no solution!

Told You, Told You,

Long Live the King!

Long Live the King!

Long Live the King!

We The Stinking Pile,

We Obey the King!

We the sufferers,

(In Chorus)