| 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 space | 
| On such a 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 | 
| 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 | 
| 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 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 | 
| 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 | 
| 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... |