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 vales of heaven
I 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 handstands
I 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 potato
I can see Elvis
High and low and high and low and high he's hunting
Looking for a special prey who only just arrived up here today
Break out the bunting
I can see Elvis
He's writing something down
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 ...)