I will tell, tell them both, Memphis came and it broke my home Breaking free, momma's new found speed Tied up bird, silly string, plucked my feathers and they clipped my wings If that's all right with momma that's alright with me
Silly man break free, we could all be dead I'm winning all the bread man Black stones on the bed Hanging on the strings man, I'm cutting off the thread
Blah blah blah, Graceland's gone, there's no jungle room in our new home Strangers coming out to greet the newly ringed All sup, all is done, I'm never gonna know what's going on If that's all right with momma you can be the king
Oh silly man break free, we could all be dead I'm winning all the bread man Black stones on the bed If that's all right with momma I'm sure it can't be bad
Silly man break free We could all be dead
Hanging on the strings man I'm cutting off the threadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
