(Words and Music : Alf Davies)
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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 |
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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) |
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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 |
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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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