Elton John Select Lyrics

In Neon

Lipstick and lashes, the traces of stardom Lit up on a billboard so everyone sees them in neon Behind the counter she stares out the window Up at the billboard that's like a reminder in neon She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For two cents of danger she'd trust anybody She'd smoke like a gun if it meant she might wind up In neon the dreams in the light of a promise that dies A shimmering city, a glimmer of hope and a lie In neon the name's gone there's no reason why anymore Trust them and wind up alone behind a locked door In neon, in neon Pictures and patterns, the touches of glamour Cut into a fashion that flashes above them in neon A hot cup of coffee held in her fingers A perfect complexion that lingers above her in neon She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For a shot at the title, she'd slip into something She'd smoulder like ashes if it meant she might wind up in neon In neon © 1984 Big Pig Music Limited

All the Girls Love Alice

Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road Raised to be a lady by the golden rule Alice was the spawn of a public school With a double barrel name in the back of her brain And a simple case of Mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it seems was just a dream She couldn't get it on with the boys on the scene But what do you expect from a chick who's just sixteen And hey, hey, hey, you know what I mean All the young girls love Alice Tender young Alice they say Come over and see me Come over and please me Alice it's my turn today All the young girls love Alice Tender young Alice they say If I give you my number Will you promise to call me Wait till my husband's away Poor little darling with a chip out of her heart It's like acting in a movie when you got the wrong part Getting your kicks in another girl's bed And it was only last Tuesday they found you in the subway dead And who could you call your friends down in Soho One or two middle-aged dykes in a Go-Go And what do you expect from a sixteen year old yo-yo And hey, hey, hey, oh don't you know

Ticking

Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Caribou "An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school reports "He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught" So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive To notify your parents of the manner in which you died At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins "Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win" But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son "Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking "Grow up straight and true blue Run along to bed" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm" "Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said Remember mama said Ticking, ticking "Pay your penance well, my child Fear where angels tread" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking Within an hour the news had reached the media machine A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside "Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high" But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law "You've slept too long in silence" Mama said Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking "Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking

Mona Lisa's and Mad Hatters

Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Honky Chateau And now I know Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say I thought I knew But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City Until you've seen this trash can dream come true You stand at the edge while people run you through And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you I thank the Lord there's people out there like you While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light This Broadway's got It's got a lot of songs to sing If I knew the tunes I might join in I'll go my way alone Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City Subway's no way for a good man to go down Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown And I thank the Lord for the people I have found I thank the Lord for the people I have found
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road 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 © 1973 Dick James Music Limited
Pinky Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Caribou I don't want to wake you But I'd like to tell you that I love you That the candlelight fell like a crescent Upon your feather pillow For there's more ways than one And the ways of the world are a blessing For when Pinky's dreaming She owes the world nothing And her silence keeps us guessing Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July Quilted and timeless, seldom denied The trial and the error of my master plan Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler's hands You don't want to tell me But somehow you've guessed that I know Oh when dawn came this morning You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul For there's toast and honey And there's breakfast in bed on a tray Oh it's ten below zero And we're about to abandon our plans for the day © 1974 Big Pig Music Limited
Daniel Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes They say Spain is pretty though I've never been Well Daniel says it's the best place that he's ever seen Oh and he should know, he's been there enough Lord I miss Daniel, oh I miss him so much Daniel my brother you are older than me Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heal Your eyes have died but you see more than I Daniel you're a star in the face of the sky Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes Oh God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes © 1972 Dick James Music Limited
Blues For Baby And Me Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player Your old man got mad when I told him we were leaving He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceiling He called you his child, said honey get wise to his game He'll get you in trouble I know it, those bums are all the same There's a greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus And it's all over now Don't you worry no more Gonna go west to the sea The greyhound is swaying And the radio is playing Some blues for baby and me And the highway looks like it never did Lord it looks so sweet and so free And I can't forget that trip to the west Singing blues for baby and me Saw your hands trembling, your eyes opened in surprise It's ninety in the shade babe, and there ain't a cloud in the sky I called you my child, said honey now this is our game There's two of us to play it and I'm happy to be home again There's a greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus © 1972 Dick James Music Limited

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