Song parody of
Dead Man of Elysium
by The Roar
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Rays broke through in a sandstorm
That proclaimed the Pharaoh's death
In the waterway wound the excarnate
As the sun charged east to west
When the wailing priests of Giza
Wrote the good man's book of death
They carved a message into stone
And this is what it said
You are not gone dead
But you are gone alive
Your presence made an impact
That my heart has fossilized
Once upon a turnpike
We struck gold in Jersey City
We found the veins and mined them all
Until the aqueducts ran dry
We hedged our bets with the Bailbond vets
Who were buried so close by
Respect was due and we paid in full
With the words that we would cry
You are not gone dead
But you are gone alive
Your presence made an impact
That my mind has fossilized
There are horses in Connecticut
Who will not eat from your hand
Sophisticated, pompous equine
Loved by Puritans
There's a wilderness reserve preserved
On a parcel of state land
So wait ye here, dear pagan boy
Find solace if you can
And yet you sat with me
Among the reeds
As twilight
And dragonflies descended
This life of mine
Has never been so fine
And I wonder, has it ended
One day we're gonna hang
Like pirates Caesar crucified
So make a scar here while you can
It's all we leave behind
Rays broke through in a sandstorm
That proclaimed the Pharaoh's death
In the waterway wound the excarnate
As the sun charged east to west
When the wailing priests of Giza
Wrote the good man's book of death
They carved a message into stone
And this is what it said
You are not gone dead
But you are gone alive
Your presence made an impact
That my heart has fossilized
Once upon a turnpike
We struck gold in Jersey City
We found the veins and mined them all
Until the aqueducts ran dry
We hedged our bets with the Bailbond vets
Who were buried so close by
Respect was due and we paid in full
With the words that we would cry
You are not gone dead
But you are gone alive
Your presence made an impact
That my mind has fossilized
There are horses in Connecticut
Who will not eat from your hand
Sophisticated, pompous equine
Loved by Puritans
There's a wilderness reserve preserved
On a parcel of state land
So wait ye here, dear pagan boy
Find solace if you can
And yet you sat with me
Among the reeds
As twilight
And dragonflies descended
This life of mine
Has never been so fine
And I wonder, has it ended
One day we're gonna hang
Like pirates Caesar crucified
So make a scar here while you can
It's all we leave behind
