She packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour, nine a.m.And I'm gonna be highAs a kite by thenI miss the earth so much, I miss my wifeIt's lonely out in spaceOn such a timeless flightAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeTill touchdown brings me round again to findA proper man, they think I am at homeOh no, no, noI'm a rocket manRocket manBurning out his fuse, I'll carry onAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeTill touchdown brings me round again to findA proper man, they think I am at homeOh no, no, noI'm a rocket manRocket manBurning out his fuse, I'll carry onMars ain't the kind of place to raise your kidsIn fact, it's cold as hellAnd there's no one there to raise themIf you didAnd all the science I don't understandIs just my job five days a weekA rocket manRocket manRocket manAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeTill touchdown brings me round again to findA proper man, they think I am at homeOh no, no, noI'm a rocket manRocket manBurning out his fuse, I'll carry onAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeTill touchdown brings me round again to findA proper man, they think I am at homeOh no, no, noI'm a rocket manRocket manBurning out his fuse, I'll carry onAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long timeAnd I think it's gonna be a long, long time