Kupta Kapa will clip your tuft
Split your hairs and ruffle your fluff

Kupdi Koop will throw you for a loop
Brave a wall of whiskers to find his troupe

Kupli Kipp is sly yet sweet
He’ll tickle your nose then tickle your feet

Jolly Kogi’s eye for fun is clear
He’ll put an arrow straight in your rear!

Pukla Puki plays with fire
Poms a-burning on her pyre

Puksi Piko likes her buddies big
To sing a little song and dance a little jig

Pukna Pako shivers and shakes
She’ll stick you in the gut and give you bellyaches

And who’s behind them, standing tall?
Why, the biggest moogle of them all!

(Spoken) Who!? Who!? Whoever could it be!?

Good King Moggle Mog
Good King Mog
Kind and noble lord (hear! hear!)

Nod your noggle nog
And mind your gob
Or he’ll put you to the sword!

Good King Moggle Mog
Good King Mog
His judgment you will dread!

Good King Moggle Mog
Good King Mog
What do you decree?
What do you decree?
What do you decree?

Off with their heads!