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?