Wherefore Art Thou, Elvis?

I cut my teeth on the stone of a teenage romance I was the salt of the earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents And the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street I still sing the blues with the dogs And I got half a mind to let it all burn up in this fire That's been burning through my veins since I first learned to cry I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again I never felt right and never fit in Walking in my own skin Now I got scars like the number of stars, my mind's full of vipers I got the dust of the desert in my bones, coming through the amplifiers Between the minor chord fall and the fourth and the fifth It's a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist I wash my hands like the man with the blood on his teeth Over and over without relief And I got nothing for you darling but a story to tell About the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again I never felt right and never fit in Walking in my old man shoes, with my scientist heart I got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark I need a Cadillac ride, I need a soft summer night Say a prayer for my soul, Senorita Because I've been dying out here in the cold and the snow I've got a picture of you, Mama, to remind me of home On the hood of a Dodge on a Saturday night Say a prayer for my soul, Senorita