Lyrics:
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
To set you on your feet again
When are you going to land?
Beyond the yellow brick road
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
This boy's too young to be singing the blues
You can't plant me in your penthouse
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
What do you think you'll do then
I should have listened to my old man
When are you gonna come down?
You know you can't hold me forever
Hunting the horny back toad
I'm not a present for your friends to open
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
I'm going back to my plough
So goodbye yellow brick road
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
I didn't sign up with you
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
Where the dogs of society howl
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
I'm going back to my plough
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
You can't plant me in your penthouse
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
I should have stayed on the farm
Maybe you'll get a replacement
Beyond the yellow brick road
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