[Start one]

Elvis plays across the fairgrounds
Sprinkling his famous stardust
A staple in the barroom jukebox
Elvis what else will you sing for us?
King... What is left behind for us?

All and all it was just a hit to be mauled
All in all it was all just hits to be mauled

* Yeah!*

(girlies screaming)

(hound dog barking up a mountain)

*You, Yes You, Stand Still Laddie!* (watch that pelvis)

Where I grew up and went to school, there were certain teachers who would bad talk Elvis anyway they could
by pouring out derision. Upon everything they sneered (he sneered back)
Censoring any greatness, however carefully hidden were his tears.
But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night their crazed and hound dogmatic spouse
Would trash them upon entering her house!

[Part two]

We will maul your new sensation
We will maul your solid gold
No pink Payola or cherry cola
Teachers give "the King" his throne
Hey! Elvis! Throw this dog a bone
All in all it's just another hit to be mauled
All in all it's just another hit to be mauled

We will spoof your nomination
We will goof your musical
No hard feelings in our dealings
People bring your gloves from home
Hey! Preachers! Thump your steeple's dome
All in all it's just another hit to be mauled
All in all it's just another hit to be mauled



Spoken:
"Wrong, Do it again!
Wrong, Do it again!
If you don't swing yer hips, you can go on the T.V..
How can you go on the T.V. if your swinging yer hips?
You! Yes, you behind the guitar, stand still laddie!"

[Part Three]

[Sound of many TV's coming on, all on different channels]
"The King has left the building"
Pink: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!"
"This Am I Right parodist thought you'd like to know."

I don't have much charm about me
But I still seek your votes to tout me.
I ask for no gracious curtain call
But still I wish for applause to fall.
Yeah! I wish, I wish your applause would fall
All in all it was all just fun for us all
All in all they were all lyrics to be mauled