It Just Seems To Useless

When I Met Elvis, We Didn't Really Have A Conversation. I Was Introduced By My Uncle, And He Sort Of Grunted My Way. What Stays With Me Is The Whole Scene. I Had Never Seen A Real Mob Scene Before. I Was Really Young And Impressionable. Elvis Really Did Look - He Looked Sort Of Not Real, As If He Were Glowing.

I Developed A Problem With Authority. Any Time That Authority Was What I Interpreted As Being Unjust, I Stood Up To It, And That Became My Personality.

I Think For It To Be Hip To Be Idealistic Is Weird, You Know? I Mean, Even All The Best Rebels To Me, Had Some Sense Of Hope In Them.

Somewhere, Somehow, Somebody Must Have Kicked You Around Some. Tell Me, Why You Want To Lay There, Revel In Your Abandon?

He Don't Wanna Change, What Don't Need To Change.