(Sung to Elton John’s Rocket Man)
We packed the missiles tonight
Zero hour nine AM
And I’m gonna be out of my mind by then
I miss my bro’ I crushed his life
It’s lonely in this place
I’m such a timeless plight
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
‘Till my intel brings me round again to find
I’m not the man that will hold the phone
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man waiting to light the fuse and burn your homes
Pyongyang ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact, my hearts cold as hell
And cross me once, I’ll execute them all anyway if you did
And all this nonsense I don’t understand
It’s just my job seven days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
‘Till my intel brings me round again to find
I’m not the man that will hold the phone
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man waiting to light the fuse and burn your homes
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
And I think it’s gonna be a short short time
