The beast box The beast box Elvis Presley's body perfectly preserved There's a lot of stories going around I don't think it's right Are the neighbors really thinking Like you and me? I woke up this morning As clear as a bell on Judgment Day I think it came open yesterday They've opened the beast box, haven't they? They've upset the beast box, haven't they? Beast box Beast box Beast box In this dream I'm inside the beast box with my kid brother And there are all these scenes of terrible suffering going on And I'm starting to feel really, really ill In a dream I'm inside I'm with my kid brother There are scenes of awful suffering We're avoiding looking at each other Then he's pointing to the handrail It's long of burnished chrome And saying in that stupid voice of his Some of this would look really good In the bathroom back home I woke up this morning As clear as a bell on Judgment Day They've upset the beast box They've opened the beast box, haven't they? Beast box Beast box They've opened the beast box, haven't they?