Prophet, Priest, and King

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'd know a guy
Wired my congrats
To Chuck and Di some time ago
(All my ode to the queen)
My invitation was lost in the mail
But I know I was missed when they kissed 'neath the veil
Sent a nice gift, never got a note
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But my closet's a shrine to an old friend of mine
Here I talk all the time with a Prophet, Priest
I put out boxes and brooms, 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, 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 sins
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Yeah, my closet's a shrine to an old friend of mine
Here, I talk all the time with a Prophet, Priest
I put out boxes and brooms, I gush like a groom
For it's here I commune with a Prophet, Priest, and King
Prophet, Priest, and King
Prophet, Priest, and King
Prophet, Priest, and King
Prophet, Priest, and King