That Ain't Elvis Playing Piano Lyrics

the piano players dead.
someone shot him in the head.
I want to make sweet love to his f*cking music.
who would've wanted the show to end this early?
I guess it's time for the curtain call.
listen to the symphony.
can you hear them play our f*cking song? listen to our f*cking love. yeah.
the king said to rock it.
shake rattle n roll.
but who's behind the piano if the piano players dead?
it sure as hell ain't elvis so cut the f*cking music.

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