Red Elvis

This is a story of one kid
Empty in his chagrin
Who was born in the wrong country
Left Denver for Berlin

You sold millions you're admired
You're loved
There's nothing you have to prove
You're someone I can't diss
You're called the Red Elvis
The world's at your left foot

Yes, we're all very sorry
But we accept your vote
You'll be missed by the Party
Yes we have found your note

You sold millions, you're admired, you're loved
There's nothing you have to prove
You're someone I can't diss
You're called the Red Elvis
The world's at your left foot

You sold millions you're admired you're loved
There's nothing you have to prove
You're someone I can't diss
You're called the Red Elvis
The world's at your left foot

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Credits
Writer(s): Imre Poniklo, Bence Bator, Oleg Zubkov
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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