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When are ya gonna come down? |
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When are ya going to land? |
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I should have stayed on the farm. |
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Should have listened to my old man~ |
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You know you can't hold me forever. |
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I didn't sign up with you. |
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I'm nat a present for your friends to open. |
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This boy's too young to be singin' the blues. |
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So goodbye to yellow bricl, |
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road where the dogs of society hound. |
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You can t plant me in your pent- house. |
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I'm going back to my plow, |
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Back to the howling old owl in the woods |
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Hunting the horny back toad |
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Oh I finally decided my future lies |
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beyond the yellow brick road. |
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What do you think you'll do there. |
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I bet that'll shoot down your plane. |
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It'll take you a couple of volka and tonics to |
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set you on your feet again. |
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Maybe you'll get a replacemert. |
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There's plenty like me to be found. |
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Mongrels who ain't got a penny. |
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Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground |
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So goodbye to yellow bricl, |
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road where the dogs of society hound. |
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You can t plant me in your pent- house. |
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I'm goin' back to my plow, |
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Back to the howling old owl in the woods |
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Hunting the horny back toad |
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Oh I finally decided my future lies |
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beyond the yellow brick road. |