Graceland歌词

作曲 : Jeff Alexander
[Spoken]
KEPI: Now hold it, fellas! That don't move me! Let's get real gone!
Whoo!
Well, we took off like a Sabrejet for Graceland one night
Gonna raise the King, it'd be a hell of a fight
To reincarnate and reanimate his mortal remains
What good is a king if he ain't got no brains?
As long as he can sing that song "Suspicious Minds"
Or the "Milkcow Blues Boogie," that would be just fine
Well, we took off like a Sabrejet for Tennessee
Pulled up to Graceland, pulled out my skeleton key
Gotta find out where he's buried, gonna dig him up
Throw his remains on the back of the truck
Perform some kind of voodoo type of ritual thing
And sit back and laugh while we watch him sing
Something like
[Bass line from "Hound Dog"]
Well, his bones came to life, and they moved pretty well
But the rest of him was scattered 'tween Heaven and Hell
Then he fell to the ground in a pile of white dust
Kind of pointing the direction of Las Vegas
There was a smell in the air like leather and sweat
And we took off for Nevada like a Sabrejet
Whoo!