Social Disease – Elton John

Social Disease – Elton John Lyrics

Artist: Social Disease
Song: Elton John

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
Well, 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
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
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
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 heart of gold
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Social Disease Lyrics – Elton John

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From the album:
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road (Remastered)
Release Year: 2014