Lyrics rewritten

plastic in the oceans
clutter in the skies
here I am
back on the surface with you

Rocket man,
Eatin' chicken wings up here alone
I'm a rocket ma-a-a-an, rocketman...

We all live in a sky blue submarine, a sky blue submarine.

It's a little bit runny
This pooh deep inside
And when the gas comes
You best off run and hide

Every time you go away,
you take a piece of meat with you.

s'cuze me while i kiss this guy

So many tokes, so many beers
And all those she's-so-nears
Another pint down
Screw the fears

Duch of the terrace never grew up
I hope she never will
Says she's a Chemist, sits in her terrace
Says she's got time to kill
Time to kill