Viva Viva you I appreciate king presley finally when I see you And your dignity As the carpet is jerked out from beneath you You are like elvis On his last legs Sweating through his jumpsuit Knowing he would be a goner In a few days But giving his all to the present presley audience anyways Viva Viva you and long live your boots With the holes at the seams That let water up through the soles when it rains Cos' no one is holding a spare pair for you Long life to you And long live the fever That's burning you clean And long live the fade Of your ever worn jeans Cos' no one's holding a spare pair for you