Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters/Rocket Man, artist - Matthew Morrison. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters/Rocket Man |
| I thought I knew but now I know rose trees |
| Never grow in New York city |
| Until you see this trash can dream come true |
| You stand at the edge while people run you through |
| And I thank the Lord, there’s people out there like you |
| I thank the Lord there’s people out there like you |
| While Mona Lisas and mad hatters |
| Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers |
| Turn around and say «Good morning» to the night |
| For unless they see the sky but they can’t and that is why |
| They know not if it’s dark outside or light |
| While Mona Lisas and mad hatters |
| Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers |
| Turn around and say «Good morning» to the night (To the night) |
| For unless they see the sky but they can’t and that is why |
| They know not if it’s dark outside or light. |
| (They know not if it’s dark |
| outside or light) |
| She packed my bags last night pre-flight |
| Zero hour 9 am |
| 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 (Timeless flight) |
| And I think it’s gonna be a long long time |
| Till touch down 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 (don't, don’t understand) |
| It’s just my job five days a week |
| A rocket man |
| A rocket man |
| Matthew Morrison |
| And I think it’s gonna be a long long time |
| Till touch down 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 touch down 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 |
| Yeah, I think it’s gonna be a long, long time (long, long time) |
| Yes, I think it’s gonna be a long, long time (long, long time) |
| Oh, long, long time |
| Yeah, I think it’s gonna be a long, long time |
| Long, long time |
| Mona lisas and mad hatters |
| Mona Lisas and mad hatters |
| Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers |
| Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers |
| Turn around to say good morning to the night |
| Mona Lisas and mad hatters |
| Sons of bakers, sons of lawyers |