Just got back from Venus
It's a secret, don't ask how
I really mean it
You know, government and all
I am going to tell you though
Most of what I seen
Oh, remember that fella Elvis?
Yep, he's still the king
With a planet full of women
Big, short, skinny, long and tall
Brunette, red head, black and brown
Don't worry guys, there's plenty of blonds
Most men would call it heaven
And give their right arm as a witness
Flying there at any cost
Which brings me back to Elvis
You see Elvis was never much keen on
All of that fortune and fame
He did it all with a purpose
Allow me here to explain
Being a shy kid from the country
For entertainment he'd read comic books
Read one once about the Women of Venus
And that right there was all that it took
He borrowed an old beat up guitar
Figured he could make a few bucks
He'd build a rocket ship out in the barn
And leave on the day it was ready to launch
But alas fame and fortune took him by storm
As his music and charm did us
Being caught up in it all for years to come
He'd just have to wait for his trip to Venus
Of course over time it got overwhelming
As his mind ventured back to the ship
Down on the farm still hold up in the barn
The only solution...fake his own death
And that's where today you'll find him
Viva Las Venus my friend
Elvis in a world of women
Where he still reigns as king
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 1:11 PM UTC
Just got back from Venus
It's a secret, don't ask how
I really mean it
You know, government and all
I am going to tell you though
Most of what I seen
Oh, remember that fella Elvis?
Yep, he's still the king
With a planet full of women
Big, short, skinny, long and tall
Brunette, red head, black and brown
Don't worry guys, there's plenty of blonds
Most men would call it heaven
And give their right arm as a witness
Flying there at any cost
Which brings me back to Elvis
You see Elvis was never much keen on
All of that fortune and fame
He did it all with a purpose
Allow me here to explain
Being a shy kid from the country
For entertainment he'd read comic books
Read one once about the Women of Venus
And that right there was all that it took
He borrowed an old beat up guitar
Figured he could make a few bucks
He'd build a rocket ship out in the barn
And leave on the day it was ready to launch
But alas fame and fortune took him by storm
As his music and charm did us
Being caught up in it all for years to come
He'd just have to wait for his trip to Venus
Of course over time it got overwhelming
As his mind ventured back to the ship
Down on the farm still hold up in the barn
The only solution...fake his own death
And that's where today you'll find him
Viva Las Venus my friend
Elvis in a world of women
Where he still reigns as king
39 years ago today the world went into shock over hearing the news about the tragic death of Elvis...but we know the truth don't we.
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