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Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Hunter Hayes
1973-10-052:52 MinSynchronisierter Text

"Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" ist ein Song von Hunter Hayes, 1973, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:52, 33 lines / 219 words.

Songtext

0:07When are you gonna come down
0:11When are you going to land
0:14I should have stayed on the farm
0:17I should have listened to my old man
0:21You know you can't hold me forever
0:25I didn't sign up with you
0:29I'm not a present for your friends to open
0:32This boy's too young to be singing the blues
0:47So goodbye yellow brick road
0:50Where the dogs of society howl
0:54You can't plant me in your penthouse
0:58I'm going back to my plough
1:02Back to the howling old owl in the woods
1:05Hunting the horny back toad
1:10Oh I've finally decided my future lies
1:14Beyond the yellow brick road
1:31What do you think you'll do then
1:34I bet that'll shoot down your plane
1:37It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
1:42To set you on your feet again
1:45Maybe you'll get a replacement
1:49There's plenty like me to be found
1:53Mongrels who ain't got a penny
1:56Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
2:11So goodbye yellow brick road
2:14Where the dogs of society howl
2:18You can't plant me in your penthouse
2:22I'm going back to my plough
2:25Back to the howling old owl in the woods
2:29Hunting the horny back toad
2:34Oh I've finally decided my future lies
2:38Beyond the yellow brick road
2:52Beyond the yellow brick road
When are you gonna 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 tidbits 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
Beyond the yellow brick road

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