Shaking Hands With Elvis

I'm mad at the man in the sky

I'm not sure he exists

Been writing you letters for your infinite road trip

Did you make it past the gates?

Did you see the jungle room?

I hope it was worth the wait and you made it 'round the moon

It's way too hard

Knowing you're so far

You may not be in Memphis

But you're shaking hands with Elvis

Living at his theme park

Where it's always Spring

I'm gonna be selfish

Say you're with the man in velvet

No, he may not be God

But he's sure as hell the king

And his rhinestone angels sing

Playing your piano

Singing all that rock 'n' roll

I hope you know you can visit when the birds-eye view gets old

Some things in life are too hard to understand

I'm just trying to cope the right way, well, the best way that I can

It's so unfair

I'd meet you anywhere

You may not be in Memphis

But you're shaking hands with Elvis

Living at his theme park

Where it's always Spring

I'm gonna be selfish

Say you're with the man in velvet

No, he may not be God

But he's sure as hell the king

And his rhinestone angels sing

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I know one day

One day I'll join the band

But I don't know how or when

They say you're in a better place

I know, I know, but damn

I miss my friend

You may not be in Memphis

But you're shaking hands with Elvis

Living at his theme park

Where it's always Spring

I'm gonna be selfish

Say your with the man in velvet

No, he may not be God

But he's sure as hell the king

And his rhinestone angels sing