When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened my old man

You know, you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up to you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing 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 plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny black toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think, you'll do now
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
I'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To get you on your feet again

Mayby 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

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 owl in the woods
Hunting the horny black toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road