WISH

Oh, don’t you wish sometimes, you could drown

Oh, don’t you wish sometimes, you could drown

Fill up them black old lungs, let them pull your body down            

Yeah don’t you wish sometimes you could drown

Yeah, don’t you ever wish, you could burst right into flames

Yeah, don’t you ever wish, you could burst right into flames

Set fire to the world in the name of Good King James

Yeah, don’t you wanna burst right into flames

Chorus

When your drowning on the inside, profanity floods out

Just sprinkle in some hatred, add a little pinch of doubt

I’m a simple and uncomplicated,

Capable but unmotivated

Don’t you ever wish you could fall back to the earth

Don’t you ever wish you could fall back to the earth

sweep me in the gutter with the pride of old Fort Worth

Don’t you wanna fall back to the earth

Yeah, don’t you ever wish, you could sacrifice

Nail your own damn hands to some bloody cross tonight

Be lured to some impending doom or fabled paradise

Yeah, don’t you ever wish you could sacrifice

Chorus

When your drowning on the inside, profanity floods out

Just sprinkle in some hatred, add a little pinch of doubt

I’m a simple and uncomplicated

Shy but self-opinionated

Sober but intoxicated

Righteous but not vindicated

Oh, don’t you wish sometimes, you could drown

Oh, don’t you wish sometimes, you could drown

Fill up them black old lungs, let them pull your body down            

Yeah don’t you wish sometimes you could drown

ELVIS
(What Made Elvis So Damn Good)

Well he lit out on that dance floor like demon outta Hell, like a demon out Hell

After one more sleepless night at the Gulf Hills Hotel, the Gulf Hills hotel

So love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go

Well I tried to write a song the best I ever could

But I still ain’t figured out just what made Elvis so damn good?

What makes Elvis so damn good?

The sweetest thing from Tupelo, far too young to ever die, far too young

Shakin’ like amphetamine, drowned in Bullet Rye, drowned in Bullet Rye

So, your looking for trouble? You came to the right place

Well I tried to drown myself as often as I could

But I still ain’t figured out just what made Elvis so damn good?

What makes Elvis so damn good?

The King of Rock and Roll bends the crowd to his command, bend the crowd to his command

Held the world that Vegas night in the palm of his right hand, the palm of his right hand

When you smile the world is brighter, touch my hand and I'm a king

Well I tried to live as high as often as I could

But I still ain’t figured out just what made Elvis so damn good?

Well I tried to tear it down like my mother said I would

But I still ain’t figured out just what made Elvis so damn good?

So what made Elvis sing like Elvis, swing like Elvis,

Cry like Elvis could?

You know, I just can’t figure out, what makes Elvis Aron Presley…so damn good?