What’s happening here? I’m in my own bed!

Last night I thought today I’d be dead

My family were gathered, the fire was all lit

All I had to do was my own little bit

Breathe for a minute, sigh, then expire

All laid out and ready for the funeral pyre

Then off to Memphis to be thrown over the gate

My King was waiting, now I’m so late

My senses are reeling, my neck is quite sore

A funny sensation, I think I want more

Did a dark stranger bend over and kiss me?

Oooh! there you are! Come here! Did you miss me?

You want more of my blood? Please Sir, just take it!

I know you’ll be good! I won’t have to fake it!