엘턴 존
When are you
gonna come down
When are you
going to land
I shoud have
stayed on the farm
I shoud 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 ah ah ah
ah 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 own in the woods
Hunting the horny
back toad
Oh I've finally
decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow
brick road
ah ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah
What do you
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
on the ground
ah ah ah ah ah
ah 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 own in the woods
Hunting the horny
back toad
Oh I've finally
decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow
brick road
ah ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah