Social Disease
(Elton John - Bernie Taupin)
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
Harmony
(Elton John - Bernie Taupin)
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 this 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 the never, never, never leaving harmony
Hello, baby hello
Open up your heart and let your feelings flow
You're not unlucky knowing me
Keeping the speed real slow
In any case I set my own pace
By stealing the show, say hello, hello
The Bitch Is Back
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday that's alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
'Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I don't like those, my God, what's that
Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back
Pinky
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
I don't want to wake you
But I'd like to tell you that I love you
That the candlelight fell like a crescent
Upon your feather pillow
For there's more ways than one
And the ways of the world are a blessing
For when Pinky's dreaming
She owes the world nothing
And her silence keeps us guessing
Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless
Seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like the dice
In a poor gambler's hands
You don't want to tell me
But somehow you've guessed that I know
Oh when dawn came this morning
You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul
For there's toast and honey
And there's breakfast in bed on a tray
Oh it's ten below zero
And we're about to abandon our plans for the day
Grimsby
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
As I lay dreaming in my bed
Across the great divide
I thought I heard the trawler boats
Returning on the tide
And in this vision of my home
The shingle beach did ring
I saw the lights along the pier
That made my senses sing
Oh oh Grimsby, a thousand delights
Couldn't match the sweet sights
Of my Grimsby
Oh England you're fair
But there's none to compare with my Grimsby
Through nights of mad youth
I have loved every sluice in your harbour
And in your wild sands from boyhood to man
Strangers have found themselves fathers
Take me back you rustic town
I miss your magic charm
Just to smell your candy floss
Or drink in the Skinners Arms
No Cordon Bleu can match the beauty
Of your pies and peas
I want to ride your fairground
Take air along the quay
Dixie Lilly
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Showboat coming up the river
See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze
I can hear the crickets singing in the evening
Old Dixie Lily moving past the cypress trees
My little boat she rocks easy
I've been catching catfish in the creek all day
Oh and I've never seen ladies like those on the big boats
Must be fancy breeding lets you live that way
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing
Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run
Papa says that I'm a dreamer
Says them skeetas bit me one too many times
Oh but I never get lonesome living on the river
Watching old Lily leave the world behind
Solar Prestige A Gammon
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Oh ma cameo molesting
Kee pa a poorer for tea
Solar prestige a gammon
Lantern or turbert paw kwee
Solar prestige a gammon
Kool kar kyrie kay salmon
Har ring molassis abounding
Common lap kitch sardin a poor floundin
Cod ee say oo pay a loto
My zeta prestige toupay a floored
Ray indee pako a gammon
Solar prestige a pako can nord
You're So Static
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
I've a constant ache in the morning light
It's on account of the night before
Some Park Lane lady in a shady bar
Took a fancy to the watch I wore
But I can still remember how she laughed at me
As I spun around and hit the bed
She said thank you honey, forget about the money
This pretty watch'll do instead
City living woman, you're so static
Matching your men with a hook and eye
If you're gonna spend the summer in New York City
Them women oh oh oh they're gonna slice your pie
Said you're so static, baby I've had it
Rolling in a yellow cab
Downtown hustlers trying to pull some muscle
If they catch you, oh oh oh it could turn out bad
It's a Show me what you want, I'll show you what I've got
I can show you a real good time
She's a friend indeed of a friend in need
But you'll be sorry when she leaves you crying
I've Seen The Saucers
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Tune in, wouldn't it be something
Rumours spreading into panic
I've seen movements in the clearing
Someone sent you something satanic
I have to leave you, radar's calling
Outside somebody landed
Crazy wavelengths leave you helpless
Oh don't forget me I'm so stranded
I wouldn't fool you but I've seen the saucers
So many times I'm almost in tune
Watching them flying in formation
Thinking how I could be so immune
I've seen them I've been there with them
I can tell you all you want to know
Something touched me and I was only sleeping
Wouldn't you, wouldn't you like to go
Stars climbing into their planets
Systems won, controlled from birth
Empty living on this highway
Can you see me mother earth
It's so endless whirling onwards
Wonder what's cooking at home tonight
Maybe if I promise not to say a word
They can get me back before the morning light
Stinker
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Say what you will but I'm a stinker
I come crawling up out of my hole
Dirt in my toes, dirt up my nose
I'm a perfect curse to pest control
Seeds and weeds and muddy meals
Crawling around the earth
Down in the ground where the sun don't pound
I hibernate in English turf
Better believe it, I'm a stinker
Burning vermin stink
Watch me get as high as a heat wave honey
Tell me what you hound dogs think
Set in my styles with a beady eye
I got connections with the underground
Call me a common rodent boy
Sitting here safe and sound
Some mole hill mother sauntered by
Acting like the ace of spades
Don't give that cutey no reason to shoot me
When I'm living on the eggs she layed
Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
I can't find the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way I feel
Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal
Ticking
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
An extremely quiet child they called you in your school reports
He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught
So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive
To notify your parents of the manner in which you died
At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins
Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win
But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun
And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son
Now you'll never get to Heaven Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
Grow up straight and true blue
Run along to bed
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking
They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest
Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police
You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down
Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground
Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still
A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed
That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm
Oh your childhood cried out in your head they mean to do you harm
Don't ever ride on the devil's knee Mama said
Remember mama said
Ticking, ticking
Pay your penence well, my child
Fear where angels tread
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking
Within an hour the news had reached the media machine
A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens
The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school
Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule
Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside
Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high
But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door
Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law
You've slept too long in silence Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Captain Fantastic, raised and regimented
Hardly a hero,
Just someone his mother might know,
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics,
"Two teas both with sugar please."
In the back of an alley.
While little Dirt Cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Sweet chocolate biscuits,
And red rosy apples in summer.
For its hay make
And "Hey mom, do the papers say anything good.
Are there chances in life for little Dirt Cowboys,
Should I make my way out of my home in the woods?
Brown Dirt Cowboy
Still green and growing.
City slick Captain,
Fantastic the feedback
The honey the hive could be holding.
For there's weak winged young sparrows
That starve in the winter,
Broken young children
On the wheels of the winners.
And the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers
Are thinning.
For cheap easy meals
Are hardly a home on the range.
Too hot for the band
With a desperate desire for change.
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count when we're down.
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
From the end of the world to your town.
And all this talk of Jesus
Coming back to see us
Couldn't full us.
For we were spinning out our lines
Walking on the wire,
Hand in hand went music and the rhyme.
The Captain and the Kid
Stepping in the ring,
From here on sonny
It's a long and lonely climb.
Tower of Babel
(Elton John/Bernie Taupin)
Snow,
Cement,
And ivory young towers,
Someone called us Babylon
Those hungry hunters
Tracking down the hours.
But where were all your shoulders when we cried,
Were the darlings on the sideline
Dreaming up such cherished lies,
To whisper in your ear before you die.
It's party time for the guys in the tower of Babel,
Sodom meet Gomorrah,
Cain meet Abel.
Have a ball ya'all
See the latches crawl
With the call girls under the table.
Watch'em dig their graves,
'Cause Jesus don't save the guys
In the tower of Babel.
Junk,
Angel,
This closet's always stacked.
The dealers in the basement
Filling your prescription,
For a brand new heart attack.
But where were all your shoulders when we cried,
Were the doctors in attendance
Saying how they felt sick inside.
Or was it just the scalpel blade that lied
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