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WISE MEN


(Words and Music : Alf Davies)


Three wise men were big in dealing opium
Took a flat-top caravan to Bethlehem
Somehow they got caught up in a scene
We don't know what these crazy people mean
We haven't got a clue what's going on
It might be cool if we just play along

Taken to a stable and a gathered throng
Smile and try to look as if you know their song
I cannot pick a single word they say
Soon we will be free and on our way
This isn't such a hefty price to pay
They think we're Kings, so we are today



They think we're Kings, who are we to disappoint them
Think we're Kings, we'd better bless this baby here
They think we're Kings, they don't know we're frightened dealers
Think we're Kings, and they think this kid's a seer
(Ha, look regal gentlemen)

The payment for the hundredweight of opium
Smuggled very carefully into Bethlehem
Leaf of gold, frankincense and myrrh
When revealed created quite a stir
Don't give too much we need to keep a stash
If the O is cheap we can buy some hash



They think we're Kings, who are we to disappoint them
Think we're Kings, we'd better bless this baby here
They think we're Kings, they don't know we're frightened dealers
Think we're Kings, and they think this kid's a seer

They think we're Kings, who are we to disappoint them
Think we're Kings, we'd better bless this baby here
They think we're Kings, they don't know we're frightened dealers
Think we're Kings, and they think this kid's a seer




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Last revised April 23 2002
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