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Rocket Man
William Hung
She packed my bags 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 Ah, no no no... 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home I'm a rocket man Rocket man Up here alone Burnin' out his fuse And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find Ah, no no no... I'm not the man they think I am at home Rocket man I'm a 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 And all this science If you did
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
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... Imma rocket man Rocket man Up here alone Burnin' out his fuse
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time Ah, no no no... I'm not the man they think I am at home 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...
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