There's an old man in
South carolina believes only in god and elvis
Keeps a loaded rifle under the bed and
Waits for a knock at the door
He's never been inside an airport
Never been outside his town
And no one he knows ever
Travelled nowhere 'cept only to fight in a war
Chorus
We're open all night and we're first in line
We're coming up roses again
But the walls we built to keep evil out
Only keep us in
There's an old man in new york city
Who swears he saw god and elvis
You can hear him signing the 23rd psalm
To the tune of heartbreak hotel
And a cold bag of bones in the garden of eden
A history of hatred and fear
Now he's standing there in washington square
On the road between heaven and hell
We're open all night and we're first in line
We're coming up roses again
But the walls we built to keep evil out
Only keep us in
There's an old man on planet america
Waiting for god and elvis
To show up one night with a bottle of gin
And save his soul with a song
We're open all night and we're first in line
We're coming up roses again
But the walls we built to keep evil out
Only keep us in
But the walls we built to keep evil out
Only keep us in
