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