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 it's arms
If only for a moment, I can't see the look in it's 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 it's journey
Home to the quickening ground
With no one there to catch itI put on my pointed hat and my black and silver suit
And I, 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 nightAnd 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 fireWith my tail on fire, on fire