The Chosen Ones
- Jo Camilleri, Nick Smith
I heard how all the lights
went down in Memphis
on the death-night anniversary
of the King
the Pretender's talkin' dirty
in the palace
but it doesn't have that old
familiar ring
I see there's been some changes
in the valley
all the renegades have finally
settled down
now they worship in the temples
of their rivals
and desecrate the holy heart
of town
can't you hear all those sweet
voices signin'
takin' care of the chosen
ones
can't you hear all those mission
bells ringin'
say a prayer for the chosen
ones
I read they're pourin' oil
on troubled waters
yet they cast a giant shadow
on the land
let's spend another night
across the border
and bury all our secrets in
the sand
they claim there is a message
in the bible
swear there is no master and
his slave
but the future's lookin' grim
for the lonesome cowboy
when the hand that rocks the
cradle digs the grave