There was a gentleman from way up north and Kije was his name. And he got strange answers from a magic board ‘cause Ouija was his game. Kije’s Ouija, Kije’s Ouija Board Kije’s Ouija, gee, we should’ve believed, believed before
I took my favorite lover way up north, we packed our boots and skis And we found as a lodging Kije’s magic house- there he sat with a board upon his knees. Kije’s Ouija, Kije’s Ouija Board Kije’s Ouija, gee, we should’ve believed, believed before
Then he asked us would we like to sit and learn about magic, My Ouija board will set you straight on all that’s happy or tragic. We sat right down to scrutinize the weird old indicator Neither did we understand or believe it.. till later Kije’s Ouija, Kije’s Ouija Board Kije’s Ouija, gee, we should’ve believed, believed before
It told us that some wise old angel had prepared for us a special treat... ..that everyone who kicked a little dog would surely lose his feet. And everyone who shook his fist in anger soon would be shaking in bed, And every single time a curse was said someone’s tongue would surely drop from his head.
Now many more like this the angel will send, but you could do yourself much worse. Just push a couple buttons, let your favorite bombs completely cover over the earth. Now the angel’s curse has come and gone, but everyone knew that.
We didn’t need a Ouija board to give us any clue that the way we lived was far from right, the first curse came to reckon. No one dares to ask old Kije ‘bout the second. Kije’s Ouija, Kije’s Ouija Board Kije’s Ouija, gee, we should’ve believed, believed before.
Compositor: Christopher Ward Dedrick (Reid Alan) ECAD: Obra #21773971