Elvis Is God

The second coming played a rhapsody

Rubbery legged both white and black

Kept the preaching to a minimum

Blood and sweat poured down his sunburned neck

His eyes shut tight and his soul was pure

Jet black hair and karate pose

Sang a song about a mystery

Reverberated 'round the globe

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Sideburn Jesus was pumping gasoline

Curled his lip and shook his ass

Drove his truck up to the Temple

The vendors said they'd take a pass

Said "Get your sorry self on back to Memphis

Don't want to hear no blues by whites"

The sneering scarred out face of slavery

Flew across the sky at night

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They cleaned him up and took his picture

But the colonel betrayed his very soul

Treated the King like a whored out marionette

But you can't kill Rock and Roll

The last temptation in the Holy Land

Desert sand and neon lights

People come from near and sunder

See him sing three shows a night

They say he's dead but thy're not right

Elvis Is God

 

 

 Dave Linantud: Vocals, guitars, bass

Ryan Bowen: drums