wiseman says…

I wish i could go back to those fairy book tales.

Forget the real world a while and seek the seas of the talking whales.

A place called wishing wells and magic spells.

Where everything starts out a once upon a time, long long ago,

and lives happily ever after.

I could go up hill and run with Jill.

The Giant could smell I’m no english man.

Cinderella danced with me at the ball.

I told the queen of hearts about my plan.

I travelled the wonderland with Alice.

I met with snow white in the woods.

I flew with Peter Pan in Neverneverland.

Picked some berries with Ms. Red Riding Hood.

I could be an outlaw in the west. Save damsels in distress.

You could sleep a hundred years.

I will wake you up with a kiss.

We’ll swim the seven seas.

We can make love more than twice.

Fly like dragons in the skies.

We could hang around on trees.

Buzz around like bees.

We can make some honey, we don’t need no money baby.

Just turn your back, you’ll see jumpin’ jellybean sack.

Just wait for me Jack I’ll be back!

I know a man who had nothing.

He was a poor man all his life.

He lived in a shack by the roadside with starving kids and a loving wife.

He went to church every Sunday.

He prayed from morning until night.

He said "Good Lord, why have you forsaken me?

When everything I did I thought was right.

Now my life’s coming to an end, there’s only one thing I’m wishing for.

All my days I have never sinned,

so I hope you won’t ignore, what I’m asking for….

Oh honey when I die, dress me up in a coat and tie.

Give my feet a pair of shoes that I haven’t worn in a long time.

Put me in a golden box, not a cross on a pile of rocks.

Burry me were the grass is green and the gates are shining….

Oh honey when I die, give me a bed of roses where i could lie.

I’m gonna use up all the money that I saved.

Coz I don’t wanna lie in a poorman’s grave…."