And now I know "Spanish Harlem" are
Not just pretty words to say

I thought I knew but now I know that rose trees
Never grow in New York city

Oh, until you see this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while people run you through

And I thank the Lord, there's people out there like you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

While Mona Lisa's and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say "good morning" to the night
For unless they see the sky but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

While Mona Lisa's and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
And turn around and say "good morning" to the night (to the night)
For unless they see the sky but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light
They know not if it's dark outside or light, oh

She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour 9 am, oh yeah
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, 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 I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone, oh yeah

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 (don't, don't understand)
It's just my job five days a week (ooh)
A rocket man, oh rocket man

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, yeah, yeah

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 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 (oh)
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Yeah, I think it's gonna be a long, long time (a long, long time)
Yes, I think it's gonna be a long, long time (long, long time)

Oh, long, long time
Yeah, I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Long, long time

Mona Lisa's and mad hatters
Mona Lisa's and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers

Turn around to say good morning to the night
Mona Lisa's and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers

Writer : ELTON JOHN, BERNIE TAUPIN
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group