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| [al:] | |
| [00:20.80] | When I gonna come down? |
| [00:24.36] | When am I going to land? |
| [00:28.27] | I should have stayed on the farm. |
| [00:31.36] | I should have listened to my old man |
| [00:36.33] | You know you can't hold me forever |
| [00:40.49] | I didn't sign up with you. |
| [00:44.43] | I'm not a present for your friends to open. |
| [00:48.44] | This boy's too young to be singin' the blues. |
| [01:03.78] | So goodbye yellow brick road, |
| [01:07.84] | Where the dogs of society howl. |
| [01:11.94] | You can't plant me in your pent-house. |
| [01:16.10] | I'm goin' back to my plough, |
| [01:20.11] | Back to the howling old owl in the woods |
| [01:24.26] | Hunting the horny back toad |
| [01:29.50] | Oh I've finally decided my future lies |
| [01:34.07] | Beyond the yellow brick road |
| [01:52.12] | What do you think you'll do then. |
| [01:55.96] | I bet that'll shoot down your plane. |
| [02:00.15] | It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics |
| [02:04.12] | To set you on your feet again. |
| [02:07.90] | Maybe you'll get a replacement. |
| [02:11.74] | There's plenty like me to be found |
| [02:15.88] | Mongrels who ain't got a penny. |
| [02:19.90] | Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground |
| [02:35.22] | So goodbye yellow brick road, |
| [02:39.43] | Where the dogs of society howl. |
| [02:43.69] | You can't plant me in your pent-house. |
| [02:47.54] | I'm goin' back to my plough, |
| [02:51.64] | Back to the howling old owl in the woods. |
| [02:55.99] | Hunting the horny back toad |
| [03:00.96] | Oh I've finally decided my future lies |
| [03:05.32] | Beyond the yellow brick road |