ELTON JOHN


Social Disease Lyrics

My bulldog is barkin' in the backyard
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
Disturbance's going to crucify my days

And the days they get longer and longer
And the night time 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
I'm a genuine example of a social disease

Oh 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
I'm a genuine example of a social disease

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
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
I'm a genuine example of a social disease

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Songwriter(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin
Publisher(s): Dick James Music Ltd.
Record Label(s): 2011 This Record Company Ltd
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