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Music by Elton JohnLyrics by Bernie TaupinAvailable on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick RoadTune me in to the wild side of lifeI'm an innocent young child sharp as a knifeTake me to the garretts where the artists have diedShow me the courtrooms where the judges have liedLet me drink deeply from the water and the wineLight coloured candles in dark dreary minesLook in the mirror and stare at myselfAnd wonder if that's really me on the shelfAnd each day I learn just a little bit moreI don't know why but I do know what forIf we're all going somewhere let's get there soonOh this song's got no title just words and a tuneTake me down alleys where the murders are doneIn a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sunWant to read books in the studies of menBorn on the breeze and die on the windIf I was an artist who paints with his eyesI'd study my subject and silently cryCry for my darkness to come down on meFor confusion to carry on turning the wheel
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