Lyrics Memphis - Graham Candy

Memphis

I will tell, tell them both
Memphis came and it broke my home
Breaking free, momma’s new found speed
Tied up bird, silly string
Plucked my feathers and they clipped my wings
If that’s all right with momma that’s alright with me
Silly man break free
We could all be dead
I’m winning all the bread man
Black stones on the bed
Hanging on the strings man
I’m cutting off the thread
Blah blah blah, Graceland’s gone
There’s no jungle room in our new home
Strangers coming out to greet the newly ringed
All sup, all is done, I’m never gonna know what’s going on
If that’s all right with momma you can be the king
Oh silly man break free
We could all be dead
I’m winning all the bread man
Black stones on the bed
If that’s all right with momma
I’m sure it can’t be bad
Silly man break free
We could all be dead
Hanging on the strings man
I’m cutting off the thread