Bigger than Elvis

The papers follow where he goes
They like to write about his clothes
He rides the crest of every breaking wave
He's a god the critics rave
A shaman for the modern age
A poet and a story teller too

In his mind, he is a magus
He's bigger than Elvis in Las Vegas
A poet and a story teller too

He hung out with a stone age tribe
To learn their language and their vibe
They inked him with an elegant tattoo
He can play the jazz trombone
And juggle balls of blazing foam
When he was young he joined a circus crew

In his mind, he is a magus
He's bigger than Elvis in Las Vegas
When he was young, he joined a circus crew

He has a chick to clean his house
She's half his Muse and half a mouse
Her total admiration fills his day
She sits in silence by the stage
And watches as he struts and plays
They're very much in love most people say

In his mind, he is a magus
He's bigger than Elvis in Las Vegas
They're very much in love most people say