This Song Has No Title

Music by elton john

Lyrics by bernie taupin

Available on the album goodbye yellow brick road



Tune me in to the wild side of life

I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife

Take me to the garretts where the artists have died

Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied



Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine

Light coloured candles in dark dreary mines

Look in the mirror and stare at myself

And wonder if that's really me on the shelf





And each day i learn just a little bit more

I don't know why but i do know what for

If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon

Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune





Take me down alleys where the murders are done

In a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun

Want to read books in the studies of men

Born on the breeze and die on the wind





If i was an artist who paints with his eyes

I'd study my subject and silently cry

Cry for my darkness to come down on me

For confusion to carry on turning the wheel




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