Lyrics:

That November night, looking up into the sky, You said, 'Hey, wish that was me up there-- It's the biggest rocket I could find, And it's holding the night in its arms If only for a moment. I can't see the look in its eyes, But I'm sure it must be laughing.' But it seemed to me the saddest thing I'd ever seen, And I thought you were crazy, wishing such a thing. I saw only a stick on fire, Alone on its journey Home to the quickening ground, With no one there to catch it. I put on my pointed hat And my black and silver suit, And I check my gunpowder pack And I strap the stick on my back. And, dressed as a rocket on Waterloo Bridge-- Nobody seems to see me. Then, with the fuse in my hand, And now shooting into the night And still as a rocket, I land in the river. Was it me said you were crazy? I put on my cloudiest suit, Size 5 lightning boots, too. 'Cause I am a rocket On fire. Look at me go, with my tail on fire, With my tail on fire, On fire. Hey, look at me go, look at me...