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 forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for
your friends to open
This boys too young
to be singing the blues ah ah
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
howl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided
my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah ah
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 tidbits like
you on the ground ah ah
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
howl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided
my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah ah