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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Elton John
Chant
Dee Murray
Basse
Davey Johnstone
Chœurs
Nigel Olsson
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Elton John
Composition
Bernie Taupin
Paroles
Del Newman
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gus Dudgeon
Production
David Hentschel
Ingénierie
Andy Scott
Assistance d’ingénierie
Peter Kelsey
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
When are you going to 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 tid-bits 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
Writer(s): Bernie Taupin, Elton John
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