Down The Yellow Brick Road

I took a walk down the yellow brick road  
Someone told me it was paved with gold  
I didn’t see a sunflower or a daffodil    
The edges flecked in the dust of the windowsill    
   
Fairy tales come to life  
Shh… don’t you know it’s all a lie  
“Ding, dong, the witch is dead”  
I think this path is painted in lead    
   
There’s a man of straw without a brain    
Somehow I think he is the most sane    
There’s a man of tin looking for a heart  
Silly man, someone will tear it apart    
   
There’s a cowardly lion with a mighty roar    
Shaking so badly I’m not scared anymore  
Until the monkeys decide to take flight  
Painted in colours of the night    
   
I took a walk down the yellow brick road  
Someone told me it was paved with gold  
I didn’t see a sunflower or a daffodil    
The edges flecked in the dust of the windowsill    
   
A green witch of nightmares has an agenda  
But I think she’s really just a pretender    
Light her up and watch her burn    
Melting into wax, she never did learn    
   
“We’re off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of…”  
He's just another grumpy old man, with no love    
My friend wants a brain that’ll drive him insane  
My friend wants a heart which I don’t think is smart    
   
And then there’s lion, looking to be brave    
Dose him up with e and send him to a rave    
Me, I don’t think I want to go home    
I’m liking it here in the crazy zone    
   
I took a walk down the yellow brick road  
Someone told me it was paved with gold  
I didn’t see a sunflower or a daffodil    
The edges flecked in the dust of the windowsill    
   
A world where everyone will do as they please  
Wait…why is there a little dog following me?  
   
© Indie Adams 2011