She packed my bags last night, pre-flight Zero hour, nine AM And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then I miss the earth so much, miss my wife It's lonely out in space And on such a time as flight Yeah, I think it's gonna be a long, long time The touchdown brings me round to get to find Another man to think I am at home No, 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 keys In fact, it's cold as hell And there's no one there to raise the hell if you did And all the signs I can't understand It's just my job five days a week I'm a rocket man Rocket man Rocket man Yeah, it's gonna be a long, long time The touchdown brings me round to get to find Another man to think I am at home No, no, no, no I'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone Oh, I think it's gonna be a long, long time The touchdown brings me round to get to find Another man to think I am at home No, no, no, no I'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone Oh, oh yeah I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time *