About the song
Elton John‘s iconic album title track, “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road,” stands as a timeless masterpiece that showcases his remarkable talent as a singer, songwriter, and pianist. Released in 1973 as part of the album of the same name, this song is a poignant reflection on the perils of fame and the longing for simplicity and authenticity.
With its haunting melody and introspective lyrics penned by Bernie Taupin, “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road” resonates with listeners on a deeply emotional level. Elton John’s soulful vocals, accompanied by his virtuosic piano playing, convey a sense of vulnerability and introspection that is both captivating and profound. The song’s evocative imagery and powerful storytelling transport listeners on a journey of self-discovery and redemption.
At its core, “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road” is a poignant meditation on the sacrifices and pressures of fame, as well as a yearning for a return to one’s roots and true identity. Its enduring popularity and critical acclaim speak to its universal themes and the enduring legacy of Elton John as one of the greatest musicians of all time.
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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 manYou know you can’t hold me foreverI 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, ahSo goodbye yellow brick roadWhere the dogs of society howl You can’t plant me in your penthouse I’m going back to my ploughBack to the howling old owl in the woodsHunting the horny back toad Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road Ah, ahWhat 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 againMaybe you’ll get a replacementThere’s plenty like me to be found Mongrels who ain’t got a penny Sniffing for tidbits like you On the ground, ah, ahSo goodbye yellow brick roadWhere the dogs of society howl You can’t plant me in your penthouse I’m going back to my ploughBack to the howling old owl in the woodsHunting the horny back toad Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road Ah, ah