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 La la la la la la