Today is the anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death, and I wish I could find the whole lyric to Elvis Was a Spy by the Frontier fuckin’ Wives, one of my favorite bands ever. Best I can do is to say here’s the song (this was broken when I uploaded it in aac/m4a, I just changed […]
Today is the anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death, and I wish I could find the whole lyric to Elvis Was a Spy by the Frontier fuckin’ Wives, one of my favorite bands ever.
Best I can do is to say here’s the song (this was broken when I uploaded it in aac/m4a, I just changed it to mp3 so it should play now).
Elvis was a spy
And he died on his bathroom floor with his pants at his ankles
Poisoned by the russians ’cause he took all thier girls
and left them at home with nuthin’
My pal Lex was in that band, and in the heyday of San Jose’s 80’s music scene, they were the band. The one everyone wanted to play with, hang with, be friends with. The tiny recorded output does them no justice, they were awesome, yet as with so many, missed the window, burning out just before the record companies looked to the bay area and found acts like green day, primus, smashmouth, etc.
I miss ’em.
“Put a chain around my neck,
And lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear.”
Like that Elvis song…
Wasn’t Green Day from Phoenix? If not, who am I confusing them with?
Nah, whirly, they’re local boys. Used to open for a lot of my friends bands back when, and my boss knows ’em. I’m not sure who you’re thinking of from Phoenix…
Walter Jon Williams had a GREAT short story dealing with an alternate-history Earth where Elvis WAS a KGB agent in the US and really WAS out to subvert teenagers as so many “religious concervatives” of that era expounded–his contact was none other than Fidel Castro! 🙂
Wonder if that was any sort of inspiration for the tune…would have been around the same time period…
I got it. Sound Garden.
Soundgarden are from Seattle, man!
Scott Long and I used to work together at a deli in Los Gatos. We got in trouble a lot.
Now I feel all old and shit.
Elvis was a spy for the government eye
and he wore high collars and sequined jackets
high heel boots and dark sunglasses
and a nightmare white pair of bell bottom trousers
Elvis was a spy
and he had a spy condo
and a pistol shaped swimming pool
in El Segundo
oh no!
Elvis was a spy he was a kung-fu fighter
with hips like jello and fists of flying iron
drove all the girls in his black cadillac
and killed all the bad guys to Viva Las Vegas!
Elvis was a spy
and he had a spy condo
and a pistol shaped swimming pool
in El Segundo
oh no!
Elvis was a spy and he died on his bathroom floor
with his pants at his ankles
poisoned by the Russians ’cause he took all their girls
and left them at home with nothing
Elvis was a spy
and he had a spy condo
and a pistol shaped swimming pool
in El Segundo
oh no!
Elvis wo-oah!
Elvis was a spy
Elvis wo-oah!
Elvis was a spy
and he danced like this!