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 

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids 
In fact it's cold as [bad word] 
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, a rocket man 

And I think it's gonna be a long long time...