I've got to get it to get it together
I've got to get it to stay on time
Forget it, forget it, you won't take me down
Down down down to where the soldiers line up
With the beggars that leap frog this cold cold heart
This rut you can keep

I've come to say
To show, display
To smile, to laugh
To do anything that you ask

Just don't call me simon
I'm the next rocketman
Don't call me peter or paul
Never john from birmingham

You're so convinced, you're wrong
You're so bad, i can't tell
Somebody said? well somebody lied
You've not a chance
You haven't got a hope in hell, but i know what's inside of me
And i won't give up, i won't give up, you will see

Just don't call me simon
I'm the next rocketman
Don't call me peter or paul
Never john from birmingham
Cause i'm the rocket, i'm the rocketman

It looks like this brother could make it round
You may get down, you make it round today

I am, i am, i am