1. When are you gonna come down, when are you going to land,

2. What do you think you'll do then? I bet that`ll shoot down your plane,

1. I should have stayed on the farm, should have listened to my old man.

2. it'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics to set you on your feet again.

1. You know you can't hold me forever, I didn't sign up with you,

2. Maybe you'll get a replacement, there's plenty like me to be found,

1. I'm not a present for your friends to open,

2. mongrels who ain't got a penny,

1. this boy's too young to be singing the blu............es, a...............h, a................h.

2. sniffing for titbits like you on the ground, a......h, a........h.

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, hunting the horny black toad.

Oh I've finally decided my future lies

beyond the yellow brick ro.............ad, a................h, a.................h.