Текст песни NazarBand - Элвис - Radio version

Elvis Presley was sitting in a chair
I thought, ah if he had the one about whom his songs
Crazy prices for his concerts
Working scenes carry flowers and envelopes
From unnecessary fans. Concert so Rask
And here it is in the grimer, and the cigars are so bitter
No about whom his song

God bloss u.s.army, there are beautiful guys,
But there is no talk of his song
Crazy faces, compliments,
Colored girls, applause,
And again he is in the hotel, in a blank bed
He will not sleep. Just do not sleep
No about whom his song.

Elvis Presley, Who are your songs?
Do you hear Presley, about whom your songs?

Elvis Presley was sitting in a chair
I thought, ah if he had the one about whom his songs
Crazy money dressed as dandy
King Banebard, Cummy billions
Two more disks on top of the list,
And he, the fool, cry, and how else,
Nearby is not about whom his songs.

All life on vinyl, here again called
From the studio crazy people
Crazy flour, breaks hands
From anger. Yes, there is still a Beatles to visit.
King Rock and Roll overgrown
Yearning. And gray at the temple
No about whom his song.

Elvis Presley, Who are your songs?
Do you hear Presley, about whom your songs?
ONLY You Can Make All this Wealth Sem Bright
ONLY YOU CAN MAKE THE DARKNESS FRIGHT

The prophets from rock and roll were right
He went on peace in the midst of glory
Crazy days behind
In his bungalow he is one on one
Watching pictures, turns plates
And crying, and crying, and in the mirror hides
Togo about his song.

Elvis Presley, Who are your songs?
Do you hear Presley, about whom your songs?