

Oh, gather round, me hearties,
And raise your glasses high!
There's a legend here among us,
And we'll sing until we die!
He's sailed the seas,
he's scrubbed the floors,
He's worked through thick and thin,
So grab yourself a pint tonight,
And sing the song of Ken!
Kenny joined the Navy,
When he was just a lad,
The finest bloody sailor,
That the East Coast ever had!
He sailed across the ocean,
Through the wind and driving rain,
But no matter where they sent him,
He'd come marching home again!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
Raise your glass and sing it loud,
And shout it out again!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
From the ocean to the sports centre,
WE ARE ALL KEN!
He started up a cleaning crew,
The finest you could find!
With a mop and bucket in his hands,
He left the dirt behind!
He'd scrub your floors till they would shine,
No speck of dust he'd miss,
And everybody knew him as The cleaner for his Trisha!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
Raise your glass and sing it loud,
And shout it out again!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
He's the finest bloody fella,
And WE ARE ALL KEN!
Then Kenny found the sports centre,
A place to call his own,
Where everybody knew his face,
And everybody felt at home!
From the rink down to the changing rooms,
You'd hear his mighty cheer,
And if you needed Kenny's help,
You knew that he'd be near!
Now some men chase their fortune,
And some men chase their fame,
But there's only one true Kenny,
And we'll never forget his name!
He was a sailor and a cleaner,
And a sports-centre man,
But the greatest thing about him,
Is we're all part of his clan!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
From the shores of Nova Scotia,
To the places Kenny's been!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
Sing it once, sing it twice,
Then sing it all again!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
WE ARE ALL KEN!
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
WE! ARE! ALL!
KEN!
WHO ARE WE?
WE ARE ALL KEN! (cheering)