Red Elvises

Red Elvises

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Combining elements of Russian music, klezmer, rock'n'roll and theatre, Red Elvises use their variety of global influences to create original, eclectic music with high-energy live shows that makes people of all ages and cultures want to "dance like crazy".

Biography

RED ELVISES have been conquering the hearts of screaming fans all over the world for over ten years with diverse, upbeat music and amusing lyrics that demand (quite literally at times) that you "shake your ass". Constantly touring the globe, with tours all over America, Europe and Russia, they have gained a long-standing reputation as "the hardest working band in show business". They are also known to be extremely talented, over-the-top showmen, complete with outrageously sexy costumes and personalities to match. Their shows include audience conga lines, bellydancing and a drum "solo" that includes the entire band playing one drum set simultaneously. These acts, among others, continually justify their title as the world's greatest "Rokenrol Vaudevillians".

Red Elvises have maintained their independent status by declining several major record deals, instead producing all their own work. Their eclectic career includes 10 studio albums, a double live album, a live concert DVD and a "Greatest Hits" compilation. Along with work in cinematography (Six String Samurai, Mail Order Bride, Armageddon, Skippy) and television (Melrose Place, Fastlane, Penn and Teller's Sin City Extravaganza, VH-1 Behind the Music, MTV), Red Elvises remain one of the best live performance bands ever. Currently they reside in Venice, CA, where they continue to pursue numerous film and music projects.

See videos and hear more music on the Red Elvises MySpace profile at www.myspace.com/igorandredelvises and the official website at www.redelvises.com

Lyrics

Don't Crucify Me

Written By: Igor Yuzov

Don't Crucify Me
You can blame me for the world is mad
And the good old rock'n'roll is dead
Burning down like falling stars
Wasting life behind the bars
Life of ignorance is bliss
And I don't know why I'm doing this
You can take me for what I am
I was born a wild man, hey!
(chorus)
Don't crucify me, I'm no Jesus
I'm a sinner and a prodigal son
Don't crucify me, I'm no Jesus
I'm a sinner
I've been traveling seven seas
Trains and highways and STDs
Fell in love a million times
Drank tequila and got high
You can blame me for the world is mad
And the good old rock'n'roll is dead
You can take me for what I am
I was born a wild man, hey!
(chorus)
Don't crucify me

Drinking With Jesus

Written By: Igor Yuzov

Drinking With Jesus
Once upon a time in Louisiana
I found myself half wasted late at night
I was drinking heavily with Jesus
Talking about impacts of his life
(chorus)
Tell me, tell me Jesus
Tell me, tell me more
Why am I not happy?
Why am I not rich?
Why nobody loves me?
Why life such a bitch?
Jesus looked at me kinda weird
I saw silver tears in his eyes
Cracking jokes & laughing through his beard
Drinking from a bottle fine red wine
(chorus)
Jesus had a shot of Jose Cuervo
Then we had some whiskey on the rocks
Then we started dancing like two maniacs
Then he said to me:
JESUS. You are a drunk.
WITNESSES. Yeah...
JESUS. You are a loser.
WITNESSES. Yeah...
JESUS. You are a womanizer.
WITNESSES. Yeah...
JESUS & WITNESSES (Raise glasses). Hallelujah!
(chorus)

Rocketman

Written By: Igor Yuzov

Looking at Earth through telescope,
My spaceship is clean and I love my job,
Music of space crawls in my ear,
I'm dreaming of girls and six-pack of beer.

Four... Three... Two...

I am a rocketman, be-bop-a-loola,
I am a rocketman, sha-la-la-la-la.

Saturday night is just like Monday morning,
Nobody is here, I'm lonely and horny,
Voices of stars turning me on,
I want to have sex, it's time to fly home

Four... Three... Two...

I am a rocketman, be-bop-a-loola,
I am a rocketman, sha-la-la-la-la.

My Love Is Killing Me

Written By: Igor Yuzov

She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear,
My eardrums pop, it's so painful my dear,
We were making love, she didn't mean any harm,
It became a wicked game when she broke my arm.

Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...

I can forgive you the damage to my lips, I can forgive you the bite marks on my hips,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.
I can forgive you the bruises and cuts, I can forgive you the scars on my nuts,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.

Paying hospital bills, I can't take any more, Do you know how it feels, I'm scared of her.
She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear, It sounds fuckin' loud, that's why I can't hear,

Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me... <6 times>

A Million Miles

Written By: Igor Yuzov

She’s always smiling at the stars
She talks about purple rain on planet Mars
She likes her cyber sonic clothes
And dreams of silver moon and golden UFOs.

She came to me from outer space
A fallen angel from the sky
She traveled miles of milky way
A million miles, a million miles.

She used to race the speed of light
But she got lost in space and crashed a satellite
What a bummer what a mess
And she stack on Venice Beach for a million years.

Better Than Cocaine

Written By: Igor Yuzov

My pretty sweetie honeypie
Lives right over the hill
I always like to pick her up
In my automobile
Drive to the artsy cinema
To watch a foreign film
It's lovely that my baby lives
Right there over the hill
(chorus)
Your love is better than cocaine
It's stronger than my back pain
And sweeter than champagne
We're high from dancing in the rain
We walk the lover's lane
And everything's OK
Sometimes when I'm very drunk
Or very, very high
I like to take an evening stroll
Don't want no DUI
There must be somewhere sneaky cop
Hiding by the mill
It's lovely that my baby lives
Right there over the hill
(chorus)
I never cheated on my baby
I never like to hurt
I always make my baby laugh
BABY. Hahahahahahahahaha...
...Like that

Siberia

Written By: Igor Yuzov

Take me to the land of frozen tunes,
Hockey teams and violins and mysterious dreams,
Take me to the land of cosmonauts where man are taking vodka shots,
And woman are free.

Siberia land of cottage cheese and happy smiles,
Siberia land of broken bones and solid skies.

With you I would be happy living there,
Raising cows and children, watching no TV,
Show me what our life suppose to be,
Working for collective farms getting jeans for free.

Siberia land of cottage cheese and solid skies,
Siberia land of broken bones and happy smiles.

Siberia land of cottage cheese and happy smiles,
Siberia land of broken bones and solid skies.

Siberia land of cottage cheese and giant trees,
Siberia land of rolling stones, free love and peace.

I Wanna See You Bellydance

Written By: Igor Yuzov

She says hello from Istanbul,
She made some dough in Istanbul,
There ain't no snow in Istanbul,

And everybody's having fun.

The boys are cool in Istanbul,
There's lots of wool in Istanbul,
I wish I was in Istanbul,

With people grooving in the sun.

I wanna see you bellydance!

Winter Reggae

Written By: Igor Yuzov

It's minus forty in December, it's cold and windy outside,
I dream of sunshine and the Ocean, endless summer on my mind
I just wanna be the one, singing songs and having fun under the biggest yellow Sun.

Natasha's singing Reggae, and I don't sleep all night,
Natasha's singing Reggae, it makes me feel all right.

Her father is jamming on a squeeze-box, to keep her mama satisfied,
Sometimes he sings like Volga boatmen, while getting drunk on winter nights.
And he just wants to be the one, singing songs and having fun under the biggest yellow Sun.

Natasha's singing Reggae, and I can't sleep all night,
Natasha's singing Reggae, it makes me feel all right.

Ticket To Japan

Written By: Igor Yuzov

One-way ticket to Japan...
US passport in her hand...
Blowing kisses in the air, wings behind her back...
And she never, never coming back...

I wanna cry, cry, cry-yai-yai-yai-yai,
Aisheteru, aisheteru, ke komva dekinay,
Aisheteru, don't you make me cry...

One-way ticket to Japan...
She will find a better man,
Blowing kisses in the air, time to say good bye,
Sayonara don't you make me cry...

I wanna cry, cry, cry-yai-yai-yai-yai,
Aisheteru, aisheteru, ke komva dekinay,
Aisheteru, don't you make me cry...

Discography

Drinking With Jesus - 2008 Album

30 Greatest Hits - 2007 Compilation

Live In Moscow - 2007 DVD

Lunatics & Poets - 2004 Album

Rokenrol - 2002 Album

Welcome To The Freak Show - 2001 Album

Shake Your Pelvis - 2000 Album

Better Than Sex - 1999 Album

Russian Bellydance - 1999 Album

Live At The Great American Music Hall - 1999 Double Live Album

I Wanna See You Bellydance - 1998 Album

Surfing In Siberia - 1997 Album

Grooving To The Moscow Beat - 1996 Album

Set List

Generally 2 sets 10 song sets and an couple encores. With 10 studio albums and new material being written constantly, Red Elvises provide a great deal of variety from show to show.

Here is a sample set list from past show:

FIRST SET:
1. I Am Not That Kinda Guy
2. Ticket To Japan
3. Love Rocket
4. Million Miles
5. My Darling Lorraine
6. Boogie On The Beach
7. Strip Joint Is Closed
8. Everybody Disco
9. I Wanna See You Bellydance

SECOND SET:

1. 200 Flying Girls
2. Venice, USA
3. Winter Reggae
4. Lara's Wedding
5. Memoirs of a Hooker
6. Sad Cowboy Song
7. Closet Disco Dancer
8. Juliet
9. Rocketman
10. My Love Is Killing Me

ENCORE:

1. Sex In Paradise
2. Better Than Cocaine
3. Jerry's Got A Squeeze Box