We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are,
Lost in Marseilles after travelling so far.
Cars and danger, but no manger,
I knew we were following the wrong star!

We met kids at a Bible school,
They told me that I was a fool.
"He's in Bethlehem, give me your wallet!"
At least they didn't take my mule.

So we three kings of Orient are,
Driving home in a stolen car.
Melchior driving, I'm navigating,
With a map. Stupid Star