I was crying
'Cause I was feeling
Like I always let everyone down.
So I went into the bathroom
In the barbecue joint down town.
And I saw a picture of Elvis
Hanging there on the wall,
And I knew
Why he ate peanut butter and banana sandwiches,
Why he sang the blues.

I'll be sitting in the wintergrass
When they come for me.
Maybe I'll still be crying,
Maybe I'll just be dancing
With a wry smile in the rows of grain,
Clutching the image of Elvis I stole
And set free from the picture frame.

-jenn