Elvis in a ring of fire
Hips swinging, feet swimming in an old pair of blue suede shoes
Eyes white like no dose, hair black as coal
He's walking the streets of memphis
Picking up pennies found on their heads
He's dancing like he's on tv
I never realized but he's dancing for me
He's got a lot of fans out there but nobody cares
I just want to hear him sing
Didn't he know he was the only king?
He's acting like it's his last chance
Smoke rising from his heels every time that he'd dance
Blue rhinestones on his legs, flowers on his grave
I wonder what he'd say
If he knew people felt like him today
Elvis in a ring of fire
Hips swinging, feet swimming in an old pair of blue suede shoes