When are you gonna come down? When are you going to land?
I should’ve stayed on the farm, should’ve listened to my old man…
You can’t keep me here 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 ahhh AHHHH AAAHHH AAAAHHHH
So GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD Where the dogs of [high] 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…
These lyrics were NOT written by Elton John but by Bernie Taupin. It’s his story.
