Disgraceland — текст песни (Alice Cooper)

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 the hippest thing"
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