Webb Wilder Lyrics
"The Olde Elephant Man"

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He be came the toast of old London town
Because a pachyderm slapped his momma down
well thats what give him the brand
of the ole elephant man

Oh, Lord, how could you be so cold
to dump all those blues on one poor soul
tell me Lord could you stand
to be the elephant man

He took a lick from the ugly stick
he made the people of London sick
he had the looks that could fry a toad
make a train take a gravel road

Well it became the rage of Victorian society
to have a monster come over to your house for a cup of tea
hell old Hank Lordenbaughmen
didn't look like you and me

He took a lick from the ugly stick
he made the people of London sick
he had the looks that could fry a toad
make a train take a gravel road

He be came the toast of old London town
Because a pachyderm slapped his momma down
well thats what give him the brand
of the ole elephant man

Tell Me Lord could you stand
to be the elephant man
the old elephant man
This song is from the album "Acres Of Suede".