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Rocketman

Höfundur lags: Jason Mraz Sent inn af: Anonymous
[Gm]She packed my bags last night pre-[C]flight
[Gm]Zero hour, nine [C]a.m.
[Eb]And I'm gonna be h[Bb]igh    [Quick]as a k      [Eb]ite by [F]then
[Gm]I miss the earth so much, I miss my [C]wife
[Gm]It's so lonely out in [C]space
[Eb]On such a t[Bb]imele[Quick]ss fli      [Eb]ght [F]    

[Bb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Eb]time   
'Till touch down brings me round again to [Bb]find   
I'm not the man they think I am at [Eb]home   
Oh no, no, [Bb]no, I'm a rocket[C] man
[Eb]Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here al[Bb]one   

[Gm]Mars ain't the kind of place to [C]raise your kids
[Gm]In fact it's cold as [C]hell
[Eb]And there's no one t[Bb]here   [Quick] to ra      [Eb]ise them, i[F]f you did
[Gm]And all this science I don't [C]understand
[Gm]It's just my job, five days a[C] week
[Eb]A rocket m[Bb]an,   [Quick] a roc      [Eb]ket m[F]an  

[Bb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Eb]time   
'Till touch down brings me round again to [Bb]find   
I'm not the man they think I am at [Eb]home   
Oh no, no, [Bb]no, I'm a rocket[C] man
[Eb]Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here al[Bb]one   

[Bb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Eb]time   
'Till touch down brings me round again to [Bb]find   
I'm not the man they think I am at [Eb]home   
Oh no, no, [Bb]no, I'm a rocket[C] man
[Eb]Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here al[Bb]one   

[Eb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Bb]time   
[Eb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Bb]time   
[Eb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Bb]time   
[Eb]And I think it's gonna be a long, long [Bb]time   
[Eb]    

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 so 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

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

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

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

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