Tutankhamun

Ribs wrapped in ribbons

And his eyes full of clay

Tutankhamun's comin' for his summer holiday

Walkin' down the road in his chevrolet

Better never git in his way

Common folk are hummin'

Cause Tutankhamun's comin'

Ribbons wrap his ribs

He remembers what he gives

Tutankhamun lives

Cause the gibbon never gibs

And it's his word

That you just heard, oh yes

He looks so great, but what is the matter with his eyes?