Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

When are you gon na come down, then?

I when are you going to land?

I ’ll should have a stayed on the farm, ka and should have to lis tened to my feet old man.

You know you can’t hold me for ev er,

I did n’t sign up with you.

found.

I’m not a pres ent for your friends got to o pen, this boy’s ing too young to be sing ing on the blues.

Ah,

ah.

So good bye yel low brick road

where the dogs of so ci et y howl.

You can’t plant me in your pent house,

I’m go ing back to my plough.

Back to the howl ing old owl in the woods,

hunt ing the horn y backed toad.

Oh, I’ve fin ’lly de cid ed my fu ture lies

be yond the yel low brick road.

Ah,

ah,

ah.

What do you think na you’ll do then?

I bet that’ll shoot down your plane.

It ’ll take you a cou ple of vod ka and ton ics to set you on your feet a gain.

You May be you’ll get a re place ment,

there’s plen ty like me to be found.

I’m Mon grels pres ent for who ain’t got a pen ny, this sniff ing for tid bits like you ing on the ground.

Ah,

ah.

So good bye yel low brick road

where the dogs of so ci et y howl.

You can’t plant me in your pent house,

I’m go ing back to my plough.

Back to the howl ing old owl in the woods,

hunt ing the horn y backed toad.

Oh, I’ve fin ’lly de cid ed my fu ture lies

be yond the yel low brick road.

Ah,

ah,

ah.

ah.