Elvis Depressedly Can You Hear My Guitar Rotting Lyrics

I have a problem
Can  you hear my guitar rotting?

Somewhere  in america, somewhere on tv
Somewhere in the after world
Somewhere stuck in traffic trying to think about nothing

Get  drunk in secret
If  you can see through me you'll see me through

To somewhere I can sober up, somewhere on tv
Somewhere  to hang on a while
I know there's no reason, maybe we're dreaming