I did it again. Elton John. Again. I swear, I should look up every song of his I'm familiar with, because apparently I have them all wrong:
Real lyrics:
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
Me:
so goodbye yellow brick road
Where the donkeys on high like to prowl
Your cat put me in the pethouse
I'm going back to my cloud.
I know, I know, my version makes no sense. To my credit I did sing it quietly under my breath, and with a confused look on my face...got a clue when the radio announcer mentioned something about Elton going back to his plow and realized it was either an odd in-joke or I once again had no idea what the real lyrics were...