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.
I am the king, I am the king, I am the king. I am the king, I am the king, I am the king. I am the king, I am the king. . One dead marine through the hatch.
Lisa. Miscellaneous. The Block Party. The Block Party. Lisa. (Supernova). Uh, uh, shake, uh, shake it down now. Uh, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah one time.
H A M L E T, yeah. Hamlet's fishin' in the grave, fishin' in the grave. Through the custard bones and stuff. He ain't got no friend in there, no he ain't got no friend in there.