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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoSocial Disease
Music by Elton JohnLyrics by Bernie TaupinAvailable on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick RoadMy bulldog is barking in the backyardEnough to raise a dead man from his graveAnd I can't concentrate on what I'm doingDisturbance going to crucify my daysAnd the days they get longer and longerAnd the nighttime is a time of little useFor I just get ugly and olderI get juiced on Mateus and just hang looseAnd I get bombed for breakfast in the morningI get bombed for dinner time and teaI dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good timeI'm a genuine example of a social diseaseMy landlady lives in a caravanWell that is when she isn't in my armsAnd it seems I pay the rent in human kindnessBut my liquor also helps to grease her palmsAnd the ladies are all getting wrinklesAnd they're falling apart at the seamsWell I just get high on tequilaAnd see visions of vineyards in my dreams
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