v.1
When are you gonna come down, when are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm, should have 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 to open
This boy's too young to be singin the blues
Aah, Aah

Chorus:
So goodbye yellow brick road, where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse, I'm goin' back to my plow
Back to the howlin' ol' owl in the woods, huntin' the horny-back toad
Oh I finally decided my future lies beyond the yellow brick road
Aah, aah, aah...

v.2
What do you think you'll do then, I bet they'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka an' tonics to get you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement, plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny, strugglin' for tidbits like you
On the ground, aah, aah,

Rpt. Ch.