social disease lyrics – elton john

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

/ elton john lyrics