She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Zero hour: nine a.m.
And I’m gonna be high as a kite, by then
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
It’s lonely out in s___e
On such a timeless flight
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them, if you did
And all this science I don’t understand
It’s just my job, five days a week
A rocket man, rocket man
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
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