Paroles de Au revoir pluton

You head in you golden cypress crown
Is rolling down the hall
This silver eye, once feared and heated
Is now a disco ball

And all the world looks high
Waving goodbye

This body made of ivory
Lives only in our teeth
The style you had on your black horses,
The rot under your feet

And all the world looks high
Waving goodbye

You're one of us little satellite
Like the other ones
You're one of us little astro light
But we're holding our guns
We're all born to turn around the same sun

Ghosts and shadows in your army
Are ripples in the sea
The mighty thing that science treat
As the smallest of the fleas