I Can See Elvis

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 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 here are all the words he wrote "I am 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 Evlis Elvis Elvis