Old Yellow Bricks

Old yellow bricks, love′s a risk
Quite the little escapologist
Looked so miffed when you wished
For a thousand places better than this

You are the fugitive, but you don’t know what you′re runnin’ from
You can’t kid us, and you couldn′t trick anyone
Houdini, love, you don′t know what you’re runnin′ away from

Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?

She was enraged by the way
That the emperor put traps in the cage
And the days she deemed dull
Lead to nights readin’ beer bottles

You′re such a fugitive, but you don’t know what you′re runnin’ from
You can’t kid us, and you couldn′t trick anyone
Houdini, love, you don′t know what you’re runnin′ away from

Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?

You’re at a loss, just because
It wasn′t all that you thought it was
You are a fugitive, but you don’t know what you′re runnin’ away from
She said, “I want to sleep in a city that never wakes up and revel in nostalgia”
I know, I said, “Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?”
But Dorothy was right though