Elton John - Captain Fantastic Lyrics
Music by elton johnLyrics by bernie taupinAvailable on the album captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboyCaptain fantastic raised and regimented, hardly a heroJust someone his mother might knowVery clearly a case for corn flakes and classicsTwo teas both with sugar pleaseIn the back of an alleyWhile little dirt cowboys turned brown in their saddlesSweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy apples in summerFor its hay make and hey mom, do the papers say anything good.Are there chances in life for little dirt cowboysShould I make my way out of my home in the woodsBrown dirt cowboy, still green and growingCity slick captainFantastic the feedbackThe honey the hive could be holdingFor theres weak winged young sparrows that starve in the winterBroken young children on the wheels of the winnersAnd the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinningFor cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the rangeToo hot for the band with a desperate desire for changeWeve thrown in the towel too many timesOut for the count and when were downCaptain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboyFrom the end of the world to your townAnd all this talk of jesus coming back to see usCouldnt fool usFor we were spinning out our lines walking on the wireHand in hand went music and the rhymeThe captain and the kid stepping in the ringFrom here on sonny sonny sonny, its a long and lonely climb
