Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Never released

Theyre barring the doors at the back of the hall
Its cold in the winter, some freeze in the fall
The banquets the supper thats set for the swine
If youre not at the gathering, and youve gone down the line

Youre the last to arrive, youre the first one to leave
You dont give us the time, you dont drop us a line
Well a dime in the phone is the best way I know
Youre the last to arrive, my friend youre the first one to go

The truck picks you up on your front porch at night
And youre back before sundown if you dont get blind
Were not chaining you down to your castle tonight
Were just trying to make you see some sort of light

Theyll all drink your health out of pewter and wood
Get drunk in the hayloft playing dirty and good
Theres ten pounds of oxen were skewered on spit
Therell not be an ounce if you dont make it quick