Элтон Джон - "Человек-ракета" | Текст песни

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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 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