About
Pocket Rocket is a reworked version of Rocket by Robbie Williams, associated with his album Britpop. Rather than functioning as a full standalone song, it serves as a slowed down, atmospheric counterpart to the album’s lead single.
The track was developed during the Britpop sessions as an alternative interpretation of Rocket, stripping back its aggression and pace. By reducing the tempo and emphasising mood over impact, Williams reframed the song’s core melody and themes, highlighting its underlying tension rather than its immediacy.
Musically, Pocket Rocket is restrained and brooding. The guitars are softened, the rhythm relaxed and the overall production more spacious, creating a sense of anticipation rather than release. This approach places greater focus on texture and atmosphere, contrasting sharply with the forceful drive of the original track.
Within the wider context of Britpop, Pocket Rocket functions as a tonal counterbalance. It reflects Williams’ interest in recontextualising his own material and demonstrates how the album’s themes can be expressed through different emotional registers, reinforcing the project’s emphasis on attitude, mood and reinterpretation rather than repetition.
Lyrics
She secretly loves it, can't stop getting off it
And it burns, and it burns, and it burns, and it burns
And she dies, or you learn, or she's just wasting your turn
And I came, but she maimed, and I don't explain
It's a fame, it's a shame, it's the name of the game
And it works, and it works, and it works, and it works
Till it don't, then it hurts and she just keeps getting worse
I just want you in my pocket
What a time to be alive, what a time to be alive
What you do with your big fat life?
Are you gonna let it blow your mind?
I just wanna be your rocket
Is she a planе or a bird, something more absurd
I can see, is she mе? Am I Richard the Third?
For she takes off her face, and she takes of her clothes
And she leaves you with nothing, like only God knows
I just want you in my pocket
What a time to be alive, what a time to be alive
What you do with your big fat life?
Are you gonna let it blow your mind?
I just wanna be your rocket
What a time to be alive, what a time to be alive
What you do with your big fat life?
Are you gonna let it blow your mind?
I just wanna be your rocket
I just wanna be your rocket
Credits
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Vocalist
Robbie Williams -
Songwriter
Robbie Williams, Tom Longworth, Karl Brazil, Owen Parker -
Producer
Karl Brazil, Owen Parker, Martin Terefe