Elvis, The Missing Years

1990s Americana, mid-tempo acoustic folk-rock, gravelly conversational vocals, humorous storytelling, Featuring a sudden 1957 rockabilly electric guitar solo, slapback echo, vintage Gretsch twang, upbeat Sun Records style riff, Warm analog production, dry vocals, steady shuffle beat

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(Spoken intro: “Now, people always ask what happened to the King. They say he went to the big jumpsuit in the sky in ‘77... but the paperwork was a little messy. Truth is, he had a badge, a plan, and a very large jar of pomade.”)
(Verse 1) Well, Elvis was a hero to most, but a mystery to the rest He had a velvet suit and a secret badge pinned to his chest He got tired of the sequins and the girls startin’ to scream So he caught a midnight flight to fulfill a different dream He told the pilot, "Son, head for the Potomac stream."
(Verse 2) He walked into the Oval Office with a Colt .45 Nixon looked up and wondered if he’d make it out alive Elvis said, "Dick, I’m here to stop the hippies and the weeds I’m a Federal Agent now, I’ve got everything I need Except maybe a sandwich and a Cadillac to lead."
(Chorus) Elvis, the missing years Whistling "Dixie" while he’s calming all his fears He traded in the stage for a wire and a Glock He was working for the Bureau, he was punching the clock Just a government man who used to know how to rock.
(Verse 3) He spent 1980 in a basement in Des Moines Collecting secret data and commemorative coins He’d go undercover at the local Dairy Queen The most famous secret agent that the world had never seen He’d say, "Thank you very much," and then he’d vanish from the scene.
(Verse 4) He went to Moscow in a wig that was slightly askew He tried to bug the Kremlin with a bottle of hair glue He told Leonid Brezhnev, "Man, your suit’s a shade of gray You oughta try some rhinestones, it’d brighten up your day" Then he kung-fu kicked the table and he slowly walked away.
(Verse 5) By 1994, he was living in a trailer in Bel-Air Doing security for a poodle with some ribbons in its hair He’d look at the moon and think of Priscilla and the light Then he’d go back to his paperwork and turn out the light Wondering if Nixon was sleeping well tonight.
(Chorus) Elvis, the missing years Whistling "Dixie" while he’s calming all his fears He traded in the stage for a wire and a Glock He was working for the Bureau, he was punching the clock Just a government man who used to know how to rock.
(Outro) Yeah, he’s out there somewhere... Probably at a Waffle House in Kalamazoo. Checking your ID. Watching the communists. Checking the grease content of the hashbrowns. (Fades out with a low “Hunka hunka burnin' surveillance...”)

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(Spoken intro: “Now, people always ask what happened to the King. They say he went to the big jumpsuit in the sky in ‘77... but the paperwork was a little messy. Truth is, he had a badge, a plan, and a very large jar of pomade.”) (Verse 1) Well, Elvis was a hero to most, but a mystery to the rest He had a velvet suit and a secret badge pinned to his chest He got tired of the sequins and the girls startin’ to scream So he caught a midnight flight to fulfill a different dream He told the pilot, "Son, head for the Potomac stream." (Verse 2) He walked into the Oval Office with a Colt .45 Nixon looked up and wondered if he’d make it out alive Elvis said, "Dick, I’m here to stop the hippies and the weeds I’m a Federal Agent now, I’ve got everything I need Except maybe a sandwich and a Cadillac to lead." (Chorus) Elvis, the missing years Whistling "Dixie" while he’s calming all his fears He traded in the stage for a wire and a Glock He was working for the Bureau, he was punching the clock Just a government man who used to know how to rock. (Verse 3) He spent 1980 in a basement in Des Moines Collecting secret data and commemorative coins He’d go undercover at the local Dairy Queen The most famous secret agent that the world had never seen He’d say, "Thank you very much," and then he’d vanish from the scene. (Verse 4) He went to Moscow in a wig that was slightly askew He tried to bug the Kremlin with a bottle of hair glue He told Leonid Brezhnev, "Man, your suit’s a shade of gray You oughta try some rhinestones, it’d brighten up your day" Then he kung-fu kicked the table and he slowly walked away. (Verse 5) By 1994, he was living in a trailer in Bel-Air Doing security for a poodle with some ribbons in its hair He’d look at the moon and think of Priscilla and the light Then he’d go back to his paperwork and turn out the light Wondering if Nixon was sleeping well tonight. (Chorus) Elvis, the missing years Whistling "Dixie" while he’s calming all his fears He traded in the stage for a wire and a Glock He was working for the Bureau, he was punching the clock Just a government man who used to know how to rock. (Outro) Yeah, he’s out there somewhere... Probably at a Waffle House in Kalamazoo. Checking your ID. Watching the communists. Checking the grease content of the hashbrowns. (Fades out with a low “Hunka hunka burnin' surveillance...”)

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