Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
"Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" is a standout track from Elton John's 1973 album of the same name. The album was released at a pivotal moment in Elton John's career, as it followed the massive success of his previous album, "Don’t Shoot Me I’m Only the Piano Player."
The song was written by Elton John and his longtime collaborator Bernie Taupin. The lyrics reflect a sense of yearning and the desire to return to simpler, more authentic beginnings, contrasting the glitz and pressures of fame with the comfort of home. The "yellow brick road" metaphorically alludes to the journey and dreams people chase, often leading to unexpected and sometimes disillusioning destinations.
The song was critically acclaimed upon its release and has continued to be a staple in Elton John's repertoire. It showcases his ability to blend pop with rich storytelling, aided by a lush arrangement featuring piano, strings, and harmonious backing vocals. "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" has remained a beloved classic, resonating with listeners through its reflective themes and unforgettable melody. Over the years, it has been covered by numerous artists and featured in various media, further solidifying its legacy in music history.
Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road Lyrics
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, ah, ah
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 owls
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah, ah
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet they'll shoot down the 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, ah, ah
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 owls
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah, ah