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Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy
1975
This lyric is included in the album's liner notes, but does not appear on the album. |
Dogs In The Kitchen
(Bernie Taupin)
All our innocence gave way to lust As the peacock spreads its fan, And they taught us how to crack the whip While the businessmen got tanned. In the months that passed by the agents cried And the flunkeys all got paid, While the fortune seekers pale limp wrists Showered us with bright bouquets. Like soldiers on the road to battle Poor boys fight to stay alive, Take a roller coaster or the wheel of fortune Just be sure that you can land it on the other side. Uncage us where restless, snarled the dogs in the kitchen. Howling in the heatwave, riding all the bitchin' ladies. Who got the first bite on the greasy bone, take my advice kid Tear off the white meat, leave them the fat back at home. Empty eyed souls with expense accounts Take a luncheon eating humble pie. While the vultures belch in their swivel chairs And the vampires all wear ties. From the lips of a sweet young starlet Amber eyes and sex appeal, Or a swan song sung by some finger snapping kid In a cummerbund and Cuban heels. Though the team survived the glass house cracked And the martyrs all got stoned But a friend outside slipped a file in While the jailer slept at home.
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