Where are you gonna go now?
Where are you going to land?
You could have stayed on Comedy Central
You sure have plenty of fans
You know you can't hold on forever
We all signed up together with you
You're not a present for your friends to open
You are still too young to be singin' the blues

[Refrain]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah

[Chorus]
So goodbye Stephen Colbert
Where the gods of comedy howl
You were kicked out of your place on Late Night TV
It sure is a kick in the bowels
Back to the howlin' old owl in the woods
Huntin' the horny-orange toad
Oh, You need to decide where your future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

[Refrain]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah


[Verse 2]
What do you think you'll do, then?
I bet they shoot down the plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
You say there is no replacement
There's not many like you to be found
Comics who have got plenty
With talent and feet on the ground

[Refrain]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah

[Chorus]
So goodbye Stephen Colbert
Where the gods of comedy howl
You were kicked out of your place on Late Night tv
It sure is a kick in the bowels
Back to the howlin' old owl in the woods
Huntin' the horny-orange toad
Oh, You need to decide where your future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road