Buried Alive Testo

I'm going down to Graceland where the loved ones are waiting
Find myself a choir of angels whose voices are shaking
We can get drunk and sing some hymns
Try to atone for our sins
And the noise we're making
You had the whole world in the palm of your hands
You must have broken every promise to the promised land
Now all that glitters is the rust
And kids are building castles in your dust
I wonder do they understand?
The crown didn't fit
Though you tried it for size
Were you buried in it?
Our love was buried alive
So how are things in the land of cotton?
Where our dreams are decomposing and you're corpse is rotten
Guess you werent cut out to be a king
But I still love to hear you sing
And all the rest will be forgotten
The crown didn't fit
Though you tried it for size
Were you buried in it?
Our love was buried alive
Our love was buried alive
Hush little baby don't you cry
You know your daddy was bound to die