Lyrics Memphis - Graham Candy

I will tell, tell them both, Memphis came and it broke my home
Breaking free, momma's new found speed
Tied up bird, silly string, plucked my feathers and they clipped my wings
If that's all right with momma that's alright with me

Silly man break free, we could all be dead
I'm winning all the bread man
Black stones on the bed
Hanging on the strings man, I'm cutting off the thread

Blah blah blah, Graceland's gone, there's no jungle room in our new home
Strangers coming out to greet the newly ringed
All sup, all is done, I'm never gonna know what's going on
If that's all right with momma you can be the king

Oh silly man break free, we could all be dead
I'm winning all the bread man
Black stones on the bed
If that's all right with momma I'm sure it can't be bad

Silly man break free
We could all be dead

Hanging on the strings man I'm cutting off the thread