She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Zero hour: 9AM
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 space
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
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise the 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, a 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
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
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
A long, long time
Long, long time
Oh no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no
A long, long time
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Elton John
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