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