Prophet, Priest and King

Lyrics

Put down my thoughts in a letter to the President Penciled and packaged with all due respect Elvis commemoratives just for effect Never heard back: you think you know a guy Wired my congrats to Chuck and Di some time ago All my love to the Queen My invitation was lost in the mail But I know I was missed when they kissed 'neath the veil I sent a nice gift; never got a note But my closet's a shrine to an old friend of mine Here I talk all the time with a prophet, priest... I pull out boxes and brooms and I gush like a groom For it's here I commune with a prophet, priest and king If I indeed am misperceived by some heads of state Hey, that's great 'Cause I talk to a prophet who tells me the truth And I dine with a king at my home in Duluth Better yet I'm in touch with a much needed friend Who hears my confessions and pardons my sin