Tabloids scream
That's the kind of talk
Elvis seen at a shopping mall That makes my stomach crawl
Picture a zombie Elvis
In a tacky white jump suit
Just imagine a rotting Elvis
Shopping for fresh fruit You can't 'cause Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead
Elvis is dead He was all alone
When the king died
I heard that when he died
He was sitting on his throne Alas poor Elvis
They made us know you well
Now you dwell forever In the Heartbreak Hotel But that's beside the point
Elvis was a hero to most
And then he was crowned king
A Black man taught him how to sing
Too dangerous for the masses The pelvis of Elvis
Slave? Slave
They cleaned him up and sent him to Vegas
Now the masses are his slave Yes, even from the grave
Elvis is dead (sampled voices) We all won't be received at Graceland
I've got a reason to believe
I've got a reason to believe
We all won't be received at Graceland
I've got a reason to believe
We all won't be received at Graceland I've got a reason to believe
We all won't be received at Graceland.
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