The lyrics to "Goodbye Yellow brick Road" are (this is from memory so..)
Goodbye Yellow brick Road-
When are you gonna come down?
When are you gonna land?
I should have stayed on the farm,
Ishould 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 singin' the blues.
chorus:
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 plow.
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.
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet they shoot down your plane.
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
to get 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
sniffin' for tidbits like you, on the ground.
Chorus:
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"...and we solemnly declare that we will preserve our liberties, being with one
mind, resolved to die free men, rather that to live slaves."
Thomas Jefferson, "On the Necessity of Taking up Arms", 1775
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>I am looking for the lyrics to "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road". I think I
>understand about 10 words in the entire song!!
>Thanks in advance.
Here you go.
Regards,
Tommy
GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD - ELTON JOHN
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
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 is too young to be singin' the blues
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 plow
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
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
Off the ground
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 plow
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad