Somewhere there is a land in the sky.
And this land will be called Memphis Tennessee.
And this land will build great cities of gold and medallion.
And these cities will be filled
with towering platform shoes
and rows-and-rows of silk flares,
which will be immaculately dry-cleaned.
And it will rain hair laquer morning, noon,
and then some more at noon again.
And this land will grow fat and drunk.
And drunk and fat. And just plain fat.
And on every street corner there will be
a corner of a street.
And there will be huge television screens,
which will roam the city. And they will have Emm-Tee-Vee!
And there will be hotels that are heart-broken.
And jailhouses that are rocked.
And truly this land will have a king.
And this king will sit upon a throne.
And it will be a throne of rockabilly. And a throne of rollabilly.
And lo, the faithful will gather around, and buy
merchandise.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
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