Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Elton John a Bernie Taupin

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When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm –
I should have listened to my old man.

You know you can’t hold me for ever,
I didn’t sign up with you;
I’m not a present for your friends to open,
This boy’s too young to be singing the blues.

So goodbye, yellow brick road,
Where the dogs of society howl;;
You can’t plant me in your penthouse,
I’m going back to my plough.

Back to the howling old owl in the woods,
Hunting the horny-back toad,
Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road.

What do you think you’ll do then?
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane;
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again.

Maybe you’ll get a replacement,
There’s plenty like me to be found;
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tit-bits like you on the ground.


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