They Might Be Giants - The King of Wingo lyrics

Long ago, in a bucket of mud

There was a newborn cell that was hungry for blood

It was conflicted by two contrary hearts

And it divided into constituent parts

Then they conflicted some more

Then the two became four

Then there were eight on the scene

And the little one screamed

I am the King of Wingo

The King of Wingo

Yes, I'm the King of Wingo

The King of Wingo

I am the King of Wingo

The King of Wingo

Yes, I'm the King of Wingo

The King of Wingo

I run the mud

I get the blood

I have the hearts

I am the parts

I run the mud