In mid August '77 Me and my sister in O'Hare A voice came on the Tannoy said The king is dead I was sixteen in that summer Of Space Invaders and Disneyland Still the words rang round my head The king is dead No more "Blue Moon" No more "Hound Dog" No more "Lonely Street" that's all gone now The news went out around the world On waves and wires it was heard When we got home the papers read The king is dead No more "Blue Moon" No more "Hound Dog" No more "Lonely Street" that's all gone now Each of us end up somewhere Between Vegas and Tupelo Wish we were somewhere else instead It goes unsaid It goes unsaid