King Kong

Skull, there live natives in a village, beating the towering wall. A giant belt and door stood more than half a mile tall, behind which lived the mightiest creature of all. King Kong, King Kong, no white band, but too long, and so we sing this song with you.

Kite car, king, kunga, kunga, kunga, kunga, get the load of my new car All the beauty, ship of our new car, across the swoldering sea Robert Armstrong sailed to his grave the greatest of the free I would catch the eighth one, the other world for all that kind of sea He even brought up long, all that keep on company

I'm here, I'm here Why do you learn a way? Come, you only wants to play with you So come unfay, what do you say? Aaaaaay! With that form they catch a call and clap them back live Their petty fuel bombs from through a destiny survive Show's highly on the Broadway speed for Mikey on the live

The brokeest keys and ricks and chains of greed was his sex plot But the side of the Empire State, I climbed with my theory And killed the brains and gunned me down The sun set up my game Cause beauty killed this I hate the bombs for faith And call me all the really things you made of you

We're on the ground Pong, ping, pong The white band of new war And so we sing this song to you Mighty power King power King power All right, come on, this is my turn, turn, turn We're the thrower, we are the enemy on you I come on, come on, come on, build it