Tupelo and honey your roots had been darkened
Coming from nowhere Sun had you shining
but you were unwinding as Uncle Sam�s sentry
B-Movie fare fried it in butter prescription a clutter
And Colonel Tom�s watching.
King you made your stand there in Graceland
Grace landed you there your cult everywhere

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One step follows then the other wallows
It�s a backslide in a land slide.

Dirty high rise unemployed establishment rejected
Taken till it�s no fun baby check it out no future
Synergy sneer a chemical induction
No one said you go into production
Rotten it quickly became your debasement
And de basement is bare and you despair

Disneyland existence you came up through the rodents
You lit it up and it hit you baby one more time
Burger and fries and perfume and babies
Split you in two your life full of maybes
Britz you lived your life out on ET
ET�s phoned home cos you weren�t there