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 Albuquerque Where the dogs are up society how You can't plant me in your pit house I'm going back to my plow Back to the hollow down in the woods Cutting my heart in half cold Well I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick wall What do you think you'll do then I bet that'll shoot down your plane It'll take you a cup of vodka and tonics To set you on your feet again But maybe you'll get a replacement Well there's plenty like me to be found Marlowe's who ain't got a penny Sniffing for timbits like you on the ground So goodbye Albuquerque Where the dogs are up society how You can't plant me in your pit house I'm going back to my plow Back to the hollow down in the woods Cutting my heart in half cold Well I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick wall