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