Keane, Faultline - Goodbye 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
Ut’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 tit-bits like you
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
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
Ut’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 tit-bits like you
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

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