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 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 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 back toad

　　Oh I've finally decided my future lies

　　Beyond the yellow brick road

　　What do you think you'll do then

　　I bet that'll shoot down your plane

　　It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics

　　To set you on your feet again

　　Maybe you'll get a replacement

　　There's plenty like me to be found

　　Mongrels who ain't got a penny

　　Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

　　Sniffing for tidbits 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 back toad

　　Oh I've finally decided my future lies

　　Beyond the yellow brick road