paroles de chanson I Can See Elvis - The Waterboys

I can see Elvis
Skinny like he was back in fifty-seven
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 Jimi Hendrix and Bob 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 just arrived up here today
Break out the bunting

I can see Elvis
He's writing something down in a little leather journal
And here are all the words he wrote
"I am gonna slit the throat
Of that skinflint, the Colonel"

I can see Elvis...