GOOD-BYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

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 hold me forever, I didnít sign up with you

Iím not a present for your friends to open

This boyīs too young to be singing the blues.

So good-bye yellow brick road, where the dogs of society howl

You canít plant me in your penthouse, Iím going back to my plough.

Back to the howling old owl in the woods hunting the horny black toad

Oh, Iíve finally decided my future lies

Beyond the yellow brick road.

What do you think youíll do then I bet thatīll shoot down your plane

Itíll take you a couple of vodka and tonics to set you on your feet again

Maybe you get a replacement cause plenty like me to be found

Mongrels who ainít got a penny singing for tit bits

Like you on the ground.

So good-bye yellow brick road, where the dogs of society howl

You canít plant me in your penthouse, Iím going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods hunting the horny black toad

Oh, Iíve finally decided my future lies

Beyond the yellow brick road.