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 cant hold me forever
I did'nt sign up with you
Im not a present for your friends to open
This boys too young to be singing the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You cant plant me in your penthouse
Im going back to my plough

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 youll do then
I bet thatll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe youll get a replacement
Theres plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who aint got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You cant plant me in your penthouse
Im going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh Ive finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road