Wherefore Art Thou, Elvis?

I cut my teeth on the stone of a teenage romance

I was the salt of the earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents

And the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene

My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans

I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street

I still sing the blues with the dogs

And I got half a mind to let it all burn up in this fire

That's been burning through my veins since I first learned to cry

I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again

I never felt right and never fit in

Walking in my own skin

Now I got scars like the number of stars, my mind's full of vipers

I got the dust of the desert in my bones, coming through the amplifiers

Between the minor chord fall and the fourth and the fifth

It's a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist

I wash my hands like the man with the blood on his teeth

Over and over without relief

And I got nothing for you darling but a story to tell

About the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell

I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again

I never felt right and never fit in

Walking in my old man shoes, with my scientist heart

I got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark

I need a Cadillac ride, I need a soft summer night

Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita

Because I've been dying out here in the cold and the snow

I've got a picture of you, Mama, to remind me of home

On the hood of a Dodge on a Saturday night

Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita