Elvis was a skinhead
He wore a grease mole wig
Ate fried chicken everyday
He was a real fat dick
Elvis had no hair at all
He wore a pork chop on his head
Elvis use to be the king
But now the fucker’s dead (he’s dead)
On the day you died
Fat old women cried
To many drugs one day
Made you go away
Elvis lived with Hitler
In his final days of hell
Played Las Vegas fifty times
And ate at Taco Bell
On the day you died
Fat old women cried
To many drugs one day
Made you go away
On the day you died
Fat old women cried
To many drugs one day
Made you go away