Goodbye Yellow Brick Road sing and play along

When are you gonna come down?

then? I When are you going to land?

It I should have a stayed on the farm.

ka and I should have to 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 got to open.

This boy's ing too young to be singing the blues.

Ah.

Ah.

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 hornybacked toad.

Oh, I've fin'lly decided my future lies beyond the yellow brick road.

Ah.

Ah.

What do you think na you'll do then?

I bet that'll shoot down your plane.

It I should have a stayed ple of vodka and I should have to set you on your again.

You Maybe you'll get a replacement.

There's plenty like me to be I'm mongrels present for who ain't got a penny,

This sniff ing for tidbits like you ing the ground.

Ah.

Ah.

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 hornybacked toad.

Oh, I've fin'lly decided my future lies beyond the yellow brick road.

Ah.

Ah.