Elvis Song - 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 the sheet over your head

Fold your arms across your chest

Lie back in bed, you can call folks constantly tomorrow

Ohhh, 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 Elvises

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

Elvis, be true