Put on your black dress baby and put your hair up right.
There's a party way down in factory town tonight.I'll be going down there if you need a ride.

Come on come on let's go tonight

How many men have failed,their dreams denied,they walk through these streets with death in their eyes,now the man on the radio says Elvis Presley died

Now some came to witness,now some came to weep
drawn by deaths strange glory they stood in the street,drawn together forever in the promise of an endlerss sleep