Lyrics The Shit That Killed Elvis (Technicolor) - David Lee Roth

The Shit That Killed Elvis (Technicolor)

Gave a task to a monkey\n'Cause they wanted to see\nIf he could roll like Elvis and to what degree\nAnd when they checked the results\nThe experts couldn’t believe\nFuckin' chimp lit up like a Christmas tree\nMonkey went off like a stick of TNT\nBroke the light, smashed the camera, and destroyed the chromakey\nNow he’s hiding high up in the Judas tree\nThat’s the shit that killed Elvis\nAnd it almost killed the chimpanzee\nThat’s the shit that killed Elvis\nAin’t going to let it catch me\nGive me the babes and the dames\nThe groupies and whores\nOnes with no last names\nI’m talking Best in Show\nFive star bed\nNever rehearse\nArrive in a Limo\nLeave in a hearse\nGive me a platinum-plated trip to the top\nWith a warranty\nLate night hot tub, waking at the crack of three\nI want the shit that killed Elvis\nThat’s the life for me\nGive me the shit that killed Elvis\nAin’t going to let it catch me\nI need a super-size mansion\nUnder constant renovation\nTomb with a view\nFor world-class procrastination\nDeath by pizza in perfect isolation\nModern and most things will go to my wishing\nMe a platinum-plated trip to the top\nWith a warranty\nLate night hot tub, waking at the crack of three\nI want the shit that killed Elvis\nThat’s the life for me\nGive me the shit that killed Elvis\nAin’t going to let it catch me