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[Hello Luceti. Enjoying the normalcy after the shift? Oh well, nothing stays normal long here. And so we have Elvis, giving a rooftop performance to put U2 to shame. Really, why the Malnosso decided to kidnap an Elvis impersonator or turn someone into one is probably not a good thing to question. Especially since the truth is far far stranger and doesn't even involve the Malnosso at all.]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
