She packed by bag last night, preflight 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 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' 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
Rocket Man
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no...
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' 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
Long, long, time Long, long, time
Ah, no, no, no... Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
