Social Disease
Words:Bernard Taupin
Music:Elton John
Performed By:  Elton John
Copyright:© 1973 Dick James Music Limited
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Year: 1973


My bulldog is barking in the backyard -
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave.
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing. 
Disturbance gonna to crucify my days.
And the days they get longer and longer.
And  the nighttime 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.

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.

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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.
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