Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King Bing, artist - Babybird. Date of issue: 20.10.1996
Song language: English
King Bing |
| Oh you ugly beautiful thing |
| Oh you, oh you, oh you |
| You ugly beautiful thing i’m in between your head and your sting |
| Unfolding out your wings one by one 'til you sing like king bing, you |
| Oh you beautiful thing i’m in-between the ball beat ball of the king |
| Holding out no cheques, drinking castrol not becks |
| Plugging in tv flex into my kecks |
| I dare you to change the fucking channel now. |
| puts! |
| Ugly beautiful thing i’m between your head and your sting |
| Whirling out your wings one by one 'til you sing like king king bing |
| Ugly beautiful thing how i sing with your plastic wing on the tips of my broken |
| wing |
| Oh i’m so shy when you ride up so high and i cry because i can see the |
| possibility that you might one day die |
| Oh baby cool you know that thing, that thing you do that i love |
| You keep doing it, doing it, doing it, and i can’t get over that thing |
| That thing that you keep, keep doing, doing it, doing it, doing it drives me mad |
| I love it, do it, do it, do it, do it, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah |
| ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! |
| Calm down, son. |
| sing the fucker like a baby |
| Yeah mom, i’m bad |
| You ain’t a bad son, son, you’re a fucking king |
| You’re the son of god, you’re mine, i’m mary, i made you |
| I forgive you baby. |
| come to mummy! |
| Butt-a-bing butt-a-bang butt-a-bing butt-a-boom boom boom |
| Butt-a-bing butt-a-bang butt-a-bing butt-a-boom boom boom |
| Butt-a-bing butt-a-bang butt-a-bing butt-a-boom boom boom |
| Butt-a-bing butt-a-bang butt-a-bing butt-a-boom boom bang |
| King, the word king |
| Son, i call you a king, you ain’t poor paul king (?), you’re the king |
| Ugly beautiful thing i’m between your head and your sting whirling out your |
| wings one by one |
| Until you sing like a king bing |
| Ugly beautiful thing butt-a-bing, butt-a-boom |
| You ain’t butter, you ain’t harry, you ain’t even the artist formerly known as |
| prince |
| Ah, ah, ah, you’re a king, you’re a king, you’re a king, you’re a king |
| Ugly beautiful thing. |
| ugly beautiful thing |
| See what all that means is that blue is really yellow, you grow old, you mellow, |
| orange turns you on |
| It’s rust, it’s things rotting |
| It’s mike and the mechanics doing celine dion doing sting |
| Fony give away a hundred thousand cds to virgin, our price and all hmvs |
| Wish i’d thought of it, it’s so cool |
| It’s music for thick people, lowest common denomination |
| All hidden under the steeple, roof tiles and a hatch with weeds |
| Big tits and tight behinds |
| A guy on the hatch improvise and men who stack singles for £1.99 |
| Get the fucker in the chart, charge £3.99 |
| Take a cut off the supplier, off the artist, off the public, off the quick to |
| buy and slow to think |
| Hey that’s why. |
| you know i know |
| When will people realise that if you put shit on the dance set and spin it at |
| 45 rpm, 120 bpm you’ll still hear it stink? |
| I’m out of here, whatever, amen |
| Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
| Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah |
| You ugly beautiful thing. |
| you ugly beautiful thing. |
| you ugly beautiful thing |
| You ugly beautiful thing. |
| you ugly beautiful thing. |
| you ugly beautiful thing |
| You ugly beautiful thing. |
| you ugly beautiful, beautiful, ugly, ugly, beautiful, |
| ugly, ugly, beautiful, beautiful, ugly, beautiful, ugly, ugly, beautiful, ugly, |
| beautiful, ugly, beautiful thing |
| Oh. |
| i’m getting into jamiraquoi territory now man |
| Fucking stop it dead now |
| Shut the drummer up. |
| shove it up the arse! |
| Saxophone — fuck off! |
| Yeah be bop be lula be bop boo, yeah |
| Wiggy wiggy whack whack |
| Wiggy wiggy whack whack |
| Wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy whack |
| Whack whack wiggy wiggy |
| Whack whack wiggy wiggy |
| Wig wig wig wig wig wig whack |
| Bad jazz for white folks' assholes |