Felicette Lyrics

You turned into gold

In October '63

Leave your earthly self and visions

By the door

Being launched into space

I can only imagine

The fear that reached your young

And most fragile form

Morally ambiguous

Scientific reasons

Will bring about the end of our egocentric youth

And after all the things you said

And all the places you went

You think you're

Better off

Better off

Better off

than me

And oh my darling, Felicette

It doesn't matter

Because you're dead

You think you're

Better off

Better off

Better off

than me

Like a burned out star

You won't get us far

Won't ignore their greed

Disregard our needs

With my thoughts all strewn

Rather me than you

When they find me

Don't hesitate to take me home

And after all the things you said

And all the places you went

You think your

Better off

Better off

Better off

Than me

And oh my darling, Felicette

It doesn't matter

Because your dead

You think you're

Better off

Better off

Better off

Than me