Luyện nghe bài hát Graceland

Well, we took off like a jet for Graceland one night.
Gonna raise The it'd be a hell of a fight.
To re-incarnate and his mortal remains.
What good is a king if he go no brains?
As long as he can sing that "Suspicious Minds" or the "Milkcow Blues Boogie" that would be just fine.
Well, we took off a sabre jet for Tennessee.
up to Graceland; pulled out my skeleton key.
Gonna out where he's burried; gonna dig him up, and throw his remains on the back of the truck.
Perform some kind of voodoo-type ritual thing, and sit back and laugh we watch him sing.
Well, his bones came to life and they pretty well,
but the of him was scattered 'tween heaven and hell.
Then he fell to the ground in a pile of white dust, kind of pointing the of Las Vegas.
There was a smell in the air leather and sweat, and we took off for Nevada like a sabre jet.