When are you gonna
come down
When are you going to
land
I should have stayed
on the farm
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 boy's 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 owl 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
Your 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 owl in the woods
hunting
The horny back toad
oh I'm finally
Decided my future lies
beyond
The yellow brick
road~~ ah~~ ah~~