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 boy's too young
to be singing
the blues aaaah
Ooooooh
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.....
Aaaah aaaah
What do they think
you'll do then
I bet they'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 titbits
like you been
on the ground...
Aaaah oooooh
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.....
Aaaah aaaah
