eye NEED goodbye yellow brick road....

today is....  september eighteenth....

today....  eye need....  goodbye yellow brick road....

when are you gonna come down....  when are you gonna land....

eye should have stayed on the farm....  eye should have listened to my old man....

you know you cannot hold me forever....  eye did not sign up with you....

eye am not a present for your friends to open....  this boy is too young to be singing the blues....

so....  goodbye yellow brick road....  where the dogs of society howl....  

you cannot plant me in your penthouse....  eye am going back to my plough....

back to the howling old owl in the woods....  hunting the horny back toad....

eye finally decided my future lies....  beyond the yellow brick road....

what do you think you will do....  then....  eye bet they shoot down your plane....

eye will  take you a couple of vodka and tonics....  to set you on your feet again....  

maybe you will get a replacement....  there are plenty like me to be found.... 

mongels....  who do not have a penny....  sniffing tidbits like you on the ground....