Half Of What Killed Elvis

Well, I started out with nothing
I got almost nothing left
It seems if you don't ask for much
That's exactly what you'll get
Well, I've got my expectations
And they're not filled with greed
I've done my calculation
Here's exactly what I need

Just give me half of what killed Elvis
And I'll be satisfied
Lisa Marie and Priscilla and me, man
Driving around all night
I don't want no hard stuff
For I am not insane
Give me half of what killed Elvis
And you can call me King

Now Elvis blew up two TV's
'Cause he hated Bob Goulet
I swear that one is all I'll need
To do in Billy Ray
And I don't want no Graceland
With him buried out in back
But I sure could use a shiny suit
'Cause I've started getting fat

Just give me half of what killed Elvis
And I'll be satisfied
Lisa Marie and the TCB, man
Flying to Vegas at night
But I don't want no hard stuff
For I am not insane
Give me half of what killed Elvis
And you can call me King

Folks are disillusioned with the American dream
Because of what it did to Elvis
And Marilyn and James Dean
But they were all like comets
And they burned up oh so bright
But me, I'm just an old blue star
Growing fainter every night

Just give me half of what killed Elvis
And I'll be satisfied
Lisa Marie and the TCB, man
Driving 'round Memphis all night
And I don't want no Colonel
Or no Red West by my side
Give me half of what killed Elvis
And I'll be satisfied
Give me half of what killed Elvis
And I'll be satisfied