Walking in Light - Th' Dudes

Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Man I got a first class ticket I'm as blue as a boy can be Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis Up on Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland And I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him As they hovered 'round the tomb There's a pretty little thing waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis Do I really feel the way I feel They got catfish on the table (Catfish on the table) And they got gospel in the air (They got gospel in the air) And Reverend Green Be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer Boy you've got a prayer in Memphis But now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number So I sang with all my might She said -- "Boy, are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis And do I really feel the way I feel Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Alright Put on my blue suede shoes And I boared the plane I touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain In the middle of the pouring rain In the middle of the pouring rain Saw the ghost of Elvis Down in the Jungle Room Oooooo Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale

Sometimes I find myself in the Corner of the room Something that's closer to The doom But then I wake up from my load Of dreams I'm all fine that's at least how it seems I wanna go home To the stars so I'll feel home I wanna go home Pain is nothing to hold on You wanna go home You can't win against The storm You wanna go home And you're out feeling alone Sometimes I find myself Among the clouds in the sky And that's a difference to all Others who will die But then you wake up like Nothing is wrong And you just realized who you Are from this song I wanna go home To the stars so I'll feel home I wanna go home Pain is nothing to hold on You wanna go home You can't win against The storm You wanna go home And you're out feeling alone Is it only me who can feel The love You're so distant and I can't Go above But I'm still here waiting for you To call But then I realize you'll make Me fall I wanna go home To the stars so I'll feel home I wanna go home Pain is nothing to hold on You wanna go home You can't win against The storm You wanna go home And you're out feeling alone

So here's the thing I've got a fling with a woman inside my iPhone I don't know if she's real For all I know her name is Tyrone but There's been a connection that's constructed by our wifi As we craft our lengthy love notes Joined by spellcheck and some heart eyes I've become dependent on the dopamine spike That hits my brain each time you call or text or drop me a like I'm liking how these pixels paint you it's a pleasurable sight I'm picturing the way you'd hold me if we met in real life I gotta be honest i'm waiting a couple minutes to reply so I don't look desperate I bet that You're doing the same thing Or maybe you're not i'm obsessed with The way you punctuate your perfectly worded sentences The question is how you got so inventive with these messages Like Where'd you learn to type Whoever taught you got it right Your words are full of character And your characters are full of life Your brunette locks make up my lock screen and I can't deny Your tasteful use of emoticons give me an apple appetite Wish I could see you in the flesh instead of this lcd screen And I wish the shots we took were liquid not just dot img's Although our Facetime calls are blurry stuck in 360p I can see our future perfectly This love is HD We're pressing the play button at the same time When we watch a flick so the screens align Where'd you get your taste in movies cause it's finger-licking so refined I can't wait Till I physically see your face Got me counting down all the days I just hope that you feel the same I've customized the tone that rings whenever you give me a call You send me letters in the mail I hang them up on my wall I want a hologram projector that's professionally installed So I can see you in 3D your bodies got me enthralled I'm losing patience Every day that goes by I might just end up going crazy gazing into those eyes I wanna travel to your city We can go grab a bite I'm down for anything you wanna do I swear I don't mind Wish I could see you in the flesh instead of this lcd screen And I wish the shots we took were liquid not just dot img's Although our Facetime calls are blurry stuck in 360p I can see our future perfectly This love is HD This love is HD

Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he'd kick it in the head when he was 25 Sweet guy, don't wanna stay alive when you're 25 Wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparks Freddy's got spots from ripping off stars from his face Funky little boat race The television man is crazy Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks Oh man I need tv when I've got t. rex All the young dudes (hey dudes) Carry the news (where are ya) Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on) Carry the news All the young dudes (I want to hear you) Carry the news (I want to see you) Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you) Carry the news Now jimmy looking sweet though he dresses like a queen He can kick like a mule It's a real mean team We can love We can love And my brother's back at home With his beatles and his stones We never got if off on that revolution stuff It was such a drag, too many snags Well I drunk a lot of wine And I'm feeling fine Gonna race some cat to bed Is this concrete all around me, or is it in my head? All the young dudes (hey dudes) Carry the news (where are ya) Boogaloo dudes (stand up) Carry the news All the young dudes (I want to hear ya) Carry the news (I want to see you) Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you) Carry the news The television man is crazy Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks Oh man I need tv when I've got t. rex Carry the news (let's hear the news come on) Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you) Carry the news All the young dudes (hey you there with the glasses) Carry the news (I want you) Boogaloo dudes (I want you at the front) Carry the news (now you all his friends) All the young dudes (now you bring him down cause I want him) Carry the news Boogaloo dudes (I want him right here bring him come on) Carry the news (bring him here you go) All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years) Carry the news (there you go) Boogaloo dudes (how do you feel) Carry the news