Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

When are you gonna come down? When are you going to land? I should've stayed on the farm I should've 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 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh 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 wood Hunting the horny-back toad Oh, I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh What do you think you'll do then? I bet they shoot down the 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 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh 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 wood Hunting the horny-back toad Oh, I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh