This one practically wrote itself.
Rocket Man
I packed my bags last night, for flight.
Zero hour, nine a.m.
‘Cause the bomb’ll be higher than a kite flies then.
I miss my home so much; I miss my wife.
It’s lonely underground.
On such an endless flight.
(Chorus)
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
Till fallout’s all cleaned out; survivors find
I’m not the man I used to be at all.
Oh, no, no, no.
I’m a rocket man.
Rocket man
Living on what’s left for everyone.
This ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids.
In fact, it’s dark as hell.
And there’s no one there to raise them
If you did.
And all the conflict I don’t understand.
I only know I have to go.
A rocket man.
A rocket man.
(Repeat chorus)
Parody of “Rocket Man” by Elton John and Bernie Taupin.