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"I wanna tell you a story It happened long ago About a redneck boy Down from tupelo I got the slick black hair I played a rock guitar I liked to shake my hips, man Then i went too far He ate his weight in country ham, Killed on pills and woke in disgraceland Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land I had a lot of girls I had a lot of guns When they found me dead The whole world was stunned Went to the pearly gates Said, "I'm here to sing!" And Peter said "Well son, We already got ourselves a king" He lived on southern deep-fried spam, Killed on pills and woke in disgraceland Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land He finished his short life, Sweaty and bloated and stoned (A-Hey-Hey) He ruled his domain and he died on the throne No "Yes-Men", no colonel, he went... ...all alone... (Hey, man, that looks like me down there on the floor) I heard the devil cry Real loud and clear "You were the big man, there You're just a sideman here Well, I know your face And I've heard your name Looks like heaven's loss Is gonna be my gain" (I've got plans for you, man) He ate his weight in country ham Killed on pills and woke in disgraceland Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Well, I woke up, right here In dis-grace-land Thank ya. Thank ya very much "