I had a lot of girls
I had a lot of guns
When they found me dead
The whole world was stunned
Went to the pearly gates
Said, "I'm the hippest thing"
And Peter said "Well son,
We already got ourselves a king"
He lived on southern deep-fried spam,
Killed on pills and woke in disgraceland
Dis-Grace-Land
Dis-Grace-Land
Dis-Grace-Land
