歌词
He sinks into his telescope
And plots his course
In the other room
His mother cries, his father snores
Everybody laughs at him
Everybody thinks he's strange
In his head are second thoughts
Of spinning rage
He carries books with formulas
Dog-ear paged
Everybody laughs at him
Everybody thinks he's strange
And, hey, wouldn't it be great
If he really got up
And hey, wouldn't it be great
If he really flew
Pete's a rocket scientist
Pete says he's going to the moon
Pete's a rocket scientist
And he won't be coming home real soon
There's water in his eyes
But not behind his ears
After all this time
He's got to face his fears,
His fears.
The countdown starts
He shuts the hatch
And lights the fuse
Four hundred and twenty feet,
Then it blew
Everybody laughs at him
Everybody thinks he's strange
And, hey, wouldn't it be great
If he really got up
And, hey, wouldn't it be great if he really flew
Pete's a rocket scientist
Pete says he's going to the moon
Pete's a rocket scientist
And he won't be coming home real soon
And he won't be coming home real soon
