Elvis Song Songtext
von Liz Phair

Everyone′s talking 'bout Elvis
′Cause it seems like the thing that we do
Elvis is walking around listlessly
Seems he can't even die if he wanted to
It's a bad business to be in

You don′t get thanked, and you don′t get paid
It's a hard world to be in with
And to end with, and to think about leaving behind

Exhuming the body in Memphis
Waiting five hours to get into Graceland
Is this anybody′s idea of a good time
Or a good joke?
Airport biographies are usually true

Fame and fortune took its toll
He's not the king of rock and roll anymore
He′s just a junkie redneck

Pull a sheet over your head
Fold your arms across your chest


Lie back in bed
You can call folks constantly tomorrow
Oh-whoa

Everyone's talking ′bout Elvis
'Cause it seems like a thing that we do
Elvis is living too fat and slow now to care
What we say about him
Picking up hitchhiking Elvis's
Christening babies at the foot of his grave
He was watching TV and laughing to himself
Just had to tell someone how he did it

Elvis, be good to me
Elvis, be true
Elvis, I love you
Elvis, be true
Elvis, be near me
Elvis, be mine
Elvis, come back to me
Please, Elvis, be fine


Everything′s coming up roses
Everything′s coming up Elvis
Everything's coming up roses
Everything′s coming up Elvis
Elvis
Elvis
Elvis, be true