Cover di Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Album - 5 ottobre 1973 - Debaser id 214

di Elton John

Goodbye Norma Jeane
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name

CHORUS:
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind.
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in.
I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid.
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did.

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
All the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
was that Marilyn was found in the nude

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind.
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in.
I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid.
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did.

Goodbye Norma Jeane
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled

Goodbye Norma Jeane
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind.
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in.
I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid.
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did.

Your candle burned out long before
your legend ever did.
Il tuo voto:
Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something
That's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight
So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music
Solid walls of sound

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
Ooh, but they're so spaced out
Bennie and the Jets
Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh, Bennie she's really keen
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, oh
Bennie and the Jets

Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive
Let us take ourselves along
Where we fight our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong

Oh, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
Oh, but they're so spaced out
Bennie and the Jets
Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie, she's really keen
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, oh
Bennie and the Jets

Oh, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
Oh, but they're so spaced out
Bennie and the Jets
Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie, she's really keen
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, oh
Bennie and the Jets

Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets

Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets, Jets, Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Il tuo voto:
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 tit-bits 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
Il tuo voto:
Why's it never light on my lawn
Why does it rain and never say good day to the new dawn
On the big screen they showed us a sun
But not as bright in life as the real one
It's never quite the same as the real one

And tell me grey seal how does it feel to be so wise
To see through eyes that only see what's real
Tell me grey seal

I never learned why meteors were formed
I only farmed in schools that were so worn and torn
If anyone can cry then so can I
I read books and draw life from the eye
All my life is drawings from the eye

And tell me grey seal how does it feel to be so wise
To see through eyes that only see what's real
Tell me grey seal

Your mission bells were wrought by ancient men
The roots were formed by twisted roots
Your roots were twisted then
I was reborn before all life could die
The Phoenix bird will leave this world to fly
If the Phoenix bird can fly then so can I

And tell me grey seal how does it feel to be so wise
To see through eyes that only see what's real
Tell me grey seal

Tell me grey seal how does it feel
Tell me grey seal how does it feel
Tell me grey seal how does it feel
Il tuo voto:
It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair

Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright

Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"

A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass

Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright

Saturday (X9) Nights alright (X4)
Il tuo voto:
Sometimes you dream
sometimes it seems
theres nothing there at all
you just seem older than yesterday
and your waiting for tomorrow to call

You draw to the curtains
and one thigs for certain
your cozy in your little room
The carpets all paid for god bless the tv
lets go shoot a hole in the moon

(bridge)

And Roy Rogers is riding to-nite
returning to our silver screen
Comic book characters never grow old
evergreen heroes whos stories are told
of a great sequined cowboy
who sings of the plains
of round-ups and rustlers and home on the range

Turn on the tv
shut out the lights
Roy Rogers is riding tonite

9o'clock mornings 5 o'clock evenings
Id liven the pace if I could
oh I'd rather have ham in my sandwhich than cheese
but complain' wouldnt do any good

Lay back in my armchair
close eyes and think clear
I can hear hoofbeats ahead
Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop
while the wife and the kids are in bed

(bridge)
Il tuo voto:
My bulldog is barking in the backyard
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
Disturbance going to crucify my days

And the days they get longer and longer
And the nighttime is a time of little use
For I just get ugly and older
I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose

And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for dinner time and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
I'm a genuine example of a social disease

My landlady lives in a caravan
Well that is when she isn't in my arms
And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms

And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they're falling apart at the seams
Well I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
Il tuo voto:
Hello, baby, hello!
Haven't seen your face for a while
Have you quit doing time for me-- or are you still
the same spoiled child?
Hello, I said hello!
Is the only place you thought to go?
Am I the only man you ever had or am I just the last surviving
friend that you know?

Harmony and me, we're pretty good company
Looking for an island in our boat upon the sea
Harmony, gee I really love you and I want to love you forever
and dream of never never never leavin' Harmony.

Hello, Baby, Hello!
Open up your heart and let you feelings flow
You're not lucky knowing me.
Keeping the speed real slow.
In any case I'm settin my own pace by stealing the show.
Say hello hello

Whoa

Harmony and me, we're pretty good company
Looking for an island in our boat upon the sea
Harmony, gee, I really love you and I want to love you forever
and dream of never never never leavin' Harmony.

Never leaving Harmony
Harmony, Harmony, Harmony, Harmony
Harmony, Harmony, Harmony

AAAHHH!
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