i have long liked elton john and one of my favorite songs of his is "goodbye yellow brick road". here are the lyrics:
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 tidbits like you on the ground
while i love the song and recognize one ought not to be too literal, the one thing that always bugged me about the song is that, to be frank, elton, near as i can tell, never left the penthouse and went back to his plough, so i find it at least a bit hypocritical. anyhow, in my constant quest to keep myself amused, i imagined what elton would look like behind the plough...so here it goes...