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 She packed my bags last night pre-flight Zero

Traveling through both space and time (Out of body, out of mind) Out of control, my wheels in constant motion Spinning round and round it goes (I can't let up, I can't let go) Can't stop this flame from burning Tunnel vision at blinding speed Controlling

I'm just burning out And I stepped in line To walk amongst the I'm not growing up I declare I don't care no more I'm burning up and out and Growing bored In my smoked out boring room