Song Lyrics
yellow brick road
where the dogs of society howl
i should have stayed on the farm
hunting the horny-back toad
I m going back to my plow, this boy s too young to be singing the blues
This boy s too young to be singing the blues, i bet they shoot down the plane, when are you going to land
Back to the howling old owl in the wood, hunting the horny-back toad, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
when are you going to land
To set you on your feet again, this boy s too young to be singing the blues, yellow brick road
This boy s too young to be singing the blues, i didn t sign up with you
Back to the howling old owl in the wood, you know you can t hold me forever
Where the dogs of society howl, hunting the horny-back toad Elton, it ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
back to the howling old owl in the wood
mongrels who ain t got a penny
there s plenty like me to be found
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
When are you going to land, i didn t sign up with you
I should have listened to my old man, hunting the horny-back toad Brick, when are you going to land
Where the dogs of society howl, it ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
Where the dogs of society howl, to set you on your feet again, yellow brick road
beyond the yellow brick road
you know you can t hold me forever
It ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, mongrels who ain t got a penny
it ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
I should have listened to my old man, this boy s too young to be singing the blues
back to the howling old owl in the wood
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yellow brick road
I should have stayed on the farm, beyond the yellow brick road, to set you on your feet again
when are you gonna come down
Back to the howling old owl in the wood, there s plenty like me to be found, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Where the dogs of society howl, i should have stayed on the farm
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, hunting the horny-back toad
when are you gonna come down
this boy s too young to be singing the blues
What do you think you ll do then, i m going back to my plow
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, i m going back to my plow, when are you gonna come down
where the dogs of society howl
Mongrels who ain t got a penny, what do you think you ll do then Road, where the dogs of society howl
Yellow brick road, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
where the dogs of society howl
To set you on your feet again, i didn t sign up with you, maybe you ll get a replacement
beyond the yellow brick road
This boy s too young to be singing the blues, i ve finally decided my future lies, i should have stayed on the farm
Hunting the horny-back toad, hunting the horny-back toad, sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
I m not a present for your friends to open, hunting the horny-back toad
Hunting the horny-back toad, i should have stayed on the farm
I should have stayed on the farm, hunting the horny-back toad Elton, i should have stayed on the farm
i ve finally decided my future lies
There s plenty like me to be found, it ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics, when are you gonna come down
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I bet they shoot down the plane, it ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Hunting the horny-back toad, mongrels who ain t got a penny
It ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics, what do you think you ll do then, beyond the yellow brick road
There s plenty like me to be found, mongrels who ain t got a penny