Lyrics by bernie taupin
Released as a uk b-side in september, 1973
When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a fishermans son
My mother she was a fishermans wife
She was scrubbing floors most of her life
They said screw you
I aint got nothing to lose
I could paper a matchbox
With the money I use
At the school I attended I got into fights
I was beaten in an alley on a cold winter night
The teachers cared less for the blood in our veins
They got most of their thrills out of using a cane
They said screw you
Oh you bloody young fools
I could get more sense
Out of the back end of a mule
So you see theres man who get paid for being slaves
And men who get paid for being free
And theres men behind bars who pray for the light
And men in the suburbs who pray for the night
And theyre all trying to climb to the top of the mine
And all of them say most of the way
Screw you
I worked in the mill from seven till nine
Tears in my eyes nearly drove me half-blind
Trying to make wages that werent even there
Taking hell from a foreman with the build of a bear
He said screw you
This is all youll ever do
Its the only existence for someone like you