Elton couldn't be here, but he asked me to pass this along:
Goodbye pantless one
Though I never was your true friend
You had the grace to stand upright
While those around you bend
Bending over backwards
And they did a nasty trick
They put the tallow on your head
And they made you light the wick
And it seems to me you lived your life
With a candle on your head
Never knowing who to cling to
As the wax was bled
And I would have liked to have known you
A person I admire
Your candle burned out just before
You set the town afire
Steadiness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hot wax dripping upon your face
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still made good sport
All the papers had to say
Was that boorite had hearts on his shorts
And it seems to me you lived your life
With a candle on your head
Never knowing who to cling to
As the wax was bled
And I would have liked to have known you
A person I admire
Your candle burned out just before
You set the town afire
Goodbye pantless one
Though I never was your true friend
You had the grace to stand upright
While those around you bend
Goodbye pantless one
From the young man who doesn't find a scandal here
Who sees you as something more than luminous
More than just our chandelier
And it seems to me you lived your life
With a candle on your head
Never knowing who to cling to
As the wax was bled
And I would have liked to have known you
A person I admire
Your candle burned out just before
You set the town afire
Your candle burned out just before
You set the town afire