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Good bye Yellow Brick Road

 

When are you gonna come down
I when are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
Should have listened to my old man
You no you can`t hold me for ever
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~

(repeat)
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of so ciety how
You can`t pland me in your penthouse
I`m going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the homy back toad
Oh i`ve fin`ly decided my future lies
Beyound the yellow bridk road

What do you think you`ll do then
Bet that`ll shoot down your plane
It`ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics to
set you on your feet again
May be you`ll get a replacement
There`s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain`t got a penny
Singing for titbits like you
on the ground

 

 

  

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