Gasoline Elvis

Won't you come with me and we can take a ride in the sun

We can laugh out loud and shout about our doubts and everyone

Can go to hell cause we won't care cause we'll be having so much fun

And we won't stop until they take away our guns

And when you get up in the morning and you empty out your eyes

And your head is big and lumpy and your brain is filled with pies

And you act like everything that you've become's one big surprise

And you mumble to yourself and you stumble through the lies

And when you button up your pants and your belly's like a baby

Getting bigger everyday until it almost drives you crazy

And you look inside the mirror and there's someone else in there

And you wonder where you went and it really isn't fair

You're really unaware

You really want to care

You want to be the one

You want to be the granddaddy

Winner in the sun

And when you think you've found the answers to your prayers and all your dreams

But she look like Elvis Presley and she smells like gasoline

And they tell you that you're crazy but you say they're full of beans

And everyday is Halloween

I'm not quite sure just what I mean

I mean I couldn't have a Betty Crocker kind of life

You know a car a house the kids a cook a maid a job a wife

You know sometimes I think that kinda thing might not be bad but nice

But god I'm tired of advice

I want to lead a life of crime and petty vice

I want to be the only one

I want to bowl with all the stars

I want to be the one

The granddaddy winner in the sun