Luyện nghe bài hát Graceland

Well, we took off like a jet for Graceland one night.
raise The King; it'd be a hell of a fight.
To re-incarnate and re-animate his remains.
What good is a if he ain't go no brains?
As long as he can that song "Suspicious Minds" or the "Milkcow Blues Boogie" that would be just fine.
Well, we took off like a jet for Tennessee.
Pulled up to Graceland; out my skeleton key.
Gonna find out where he's burried; gonna dig him up, and throw his remains on the of the truck.
Perform some kind of voodoo-type ritual thing, and sit and laugh while we watch him sing.
Well, his bones came to life and moved pretty well,
but the of him was scattered 'tween heaven and hell.
Then he fell to the in a pile of white dust, kind of pointing the direction of Las Vegas.
There was a smell in the air like leather and sweat, and we off for Nevada like a sabre jet.