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Rocket Cow
(to the tune of "Rocket Man")

I packed some grass last night and cud
Forty pounds in stomach two
And I'm gonna be high as a fly on stool
I'll miss the ranchers and I'll miss the Bull
And press corps rodeo clowns
And I'm gonna miss farmer Jethro's arm, in my birth canal

And I think I'll be emitting some methane
From my sphincter just to ease the pain
I hope there aren't any open flames
Oh moo, moo, moo...I'm a rocket cow
Rocket cow, burning like a burger grilled too long

And I think we're gonna need a bigger ship
There's hardly room here for a burger flip
Tried to jump the moon but all I do is trip
Oh moo, moo, moo...I'm a rocket cow
Rocket cow, burning like a burger grilled too long

Mars ain't the kind of place to milk a cow
It really hurts my tits
And there's no one there to right me, if I get tipped
And all the scientists I don't understand
I think a monkey makes more sense
"Rocket cow!!!...We want a rocket cow!!!"

All they say is,"CHARGE!!!" because my capsule's red
Houston, we have a problem (and it's in your head)
I wish they'd eat less chicken and eat me instead
Oh moo, moo, moo...I'm a rocket cow
Rocket cow, smoking like a burger grilled too long

And I think I'll be emitting some methane
From my sphincter just to ease the pain
I hope there aren't any open flames
Oh moo, moo, moo...I'm a rocket cow
Rocket cow, burning like a burger grilled too long

And I really hope my farts don't freeze in space...

November 6, 11:54am, Copyright 2004
Michael Paul, Bernie Taupin, Elton John