Louis XIV
allen / cox / gray[May I bring you up to date?We are living in the 20'th century not in the 1800's.May I bring you up to date, sir?We are not alive at all.]This isn't Napoleon this isn't Bonaparte this is fateThis isn't Josephine she's still in the tentThis isn't the Holy Mother Mary on the balcony of JudasThis is Louis, Louis the sun kingLouis Quatorze he was the fire kingHe had disgrace there was no finer princeHe had this whole department structured up in MaineThis is Louis, Louis the sun kingHe sacked the Pope who played the pawn in VenezuelaIn Venezuela they have lots of cocaineThe cocaine drug is sending people to their magic makerBut when I come home it's what I wantEmperors and gender benders dictateWhat's going onI'm going to seek and find and spend my favourite dollarThis isn't Napoleon or one of his divine illusionsThis isn't Napoleon this isn't fate this isn't drugsThis is Louis, Louis the sun kingI'm getting sick of all the history and factsI'm going to sail a boat and never coming backI'm going to trash the Pope and bury his careerAnd sail this boat into the Southern HemisphereYou know they say the grass is always greener on the other sideI know it's not true I've been there and I'm dying to get backThe grease from grass is born of peace then worn awayMy name's Napoleon I didn't know thatThis isn't Napoleon (Venezuela!)And Venezuela's vacantVenezuela's peeking holding jewels up to the WestThey say the grass is greener on the other sideI know it's not trueAnd I've been there and I want to get backI'm getting sick of all the history and factsI'm going to sail a boat and never coming backI'm going to trash the Pope and bury his careerAnd sail this boat into the Southern Hemisphere[May I bring you up to date? I am up to date]This isn't Napoleon this isn't fate this isn't rhymeThis is a story of times that we had sightThis is Louis, Louis the sun kingLouis Quatorze, Louis XIV, Louis revoltingHe wore his faith abused his wealth in the years 1600's14,000 men, 14,000 horses withdrew their laboursAnd here we go into the principality of ParisWe burn the palace and shoot the people with the sour facesThe sour faces have got the people's innocence in their handsAnd this dirty, filthy palace has still got no truthWe storm the palace on the 4th and 5th amendementsMy name's Napoleon, I didn't breed thereThey say the grass is greener on the other sideWell, I've been there...Keyboards: Mark Cox, Andrew Gray, Rew, Drostan MaddenBass: Leslie LangstonVoices: Michael Allen, The Man With 2 BrainsDrums: Rew, T.W.P.Programming: Rew, T.W.P.Engineered: John MaddenProduced: Drostan Madden, T.W.P.Arranged: Rew, T.W.P.
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