I can see Elvis Skinny like he was back in ’57 Razor quiffed and leather squeezed Sideburns flickering in the breeze That blows across the veils of heavenI can see Elvis Throned like a king astride a golden Harley Smoking a reefer he just rolled Full of Acapulco Gold With Hendrix, Dean and Marley.I can see Elvis Prowling like a cat across a funky bandstand Keith Moon behind him banging drums Charlie Parker all thumbs John Lennon doing handstandsI can see Elvis Talking philosophy and law with Joan of Arc and Plato Quizzing Shakespeare on his plays Showing Crazy Horse and Marvin Gaye How to dance the mashed potatoI can see Elvis High and low and high and low and high he’shunting Looking for a special prey who only just arrived up here today Break out the buntingI can see Elvis He’s writing songs for Donald In a little leather journal And he revolved the words he wrote"I’m gonna slit the throat of that skinflint the Colonel!» I can see Elvis I can see Elvis I can see Elvis I can see Elvis I can see Elvis I can see Elvis Elvis! Elvis! (Doo- wop doo-wop doo- wop doo-wop …) Сохранить