"Elvis Evangeline" genre: Experimental/Post Rock
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	A white preacher ripping off black culture. The charter oak. Dollar chinese. A car ride to the pet food store. Wooly youth, romantic in the night.
	CD: A Game of Cards   Label: True Classical CDs Credits: Words and music S.Gregoropoulos
	Story Behind the Song motivation was bad hearing and a loud TV written in the car took one car ride to write not many takes Lyrics Your daughter lives in a cave with walls of sweat and pearly gates but she knows there is another side of life He came in from the street with goldeneye and lambswool gaze at your feet Elvis Evangeline Here we go she can't hear you no more with his hands of snow nothing is nothing and nothing is nothing to me A gardener with a spade a rundown shack and a tinhorn plate lookee this Millicent Grapplewire the bluebells hit the sky a choir of sulfur passing us by on the wind pounding his fist again Here we go the sermon rumbles in I got a quonsett hut and a wire curtain nothing is nothing and nothing is nothing to me I got a lambswool vest and a furry collar and where she goes the nights will follow she is on the wind A Cuban man in a Toronado

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