The King Is Gone - Western Youth, Jam in the Van, Jam in the Van, Western Youth

This house is a temple

To everything I couldn’t fix

And all of my shortcomings

And all of your shortcomings

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn it all

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn it all

It’s a long way to Memphis

And even further out to L. A

Maybe I should go see my brother

Or maybe I should just get away

Hop a train to nowhere

Hear that lonesome whistle blow

But they don’t make 'em like they used to

No, they don’t make 'em like they used to

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn 'em all

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn 'em all

Yeah, I never saw it coming

Whoa, how the winds, they change

When it all adds up to nothing

We’re gonna all be washed away

(Whoa!)

(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh)

(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh)

(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh)

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn 'em all

Hallelujah, the king is gone

Hallelujah, damn 'em all