Saturday, May 11, 2013

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

I first heard this as a generic radio song in the '70s when I was a non-sexual kid. I didn't understand one word of what Elton John was saying. Just now listening for the first time in years, and googling the lyrics... A sad goodbye to and yearning for lost innocence...and a declaration of independence. A calling-out of the awful older sexual predators that young gay people (and some young straight women) almost always first have to experience... It takes guts to say, to know, "I'm BETTER than this." The courage to let go of the childhood fantasy instead of maintaining it.




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 they 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

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