May I bring you up to date?   We are living in the 20'th century not in the 18'th   May I bring you up to date, sir?   We are not alive at all      This isn't Napoleon, this isn't Bonaparte, this is fate   This isn't Josephine, she's still in the tent   This isn't the Holy Mother Mary on the balcony of Judas   This is Louis, Louis, the sun king      Louis Quatorze, he was the fire king   He had disgrace there was no finer prince   He had this whole department structured up in Maine   This is Louis, Louis, the sun king      He sacked the Pope who played the pawn in Venezuela   In Venezuela they have lots of cocaine   The cocaine drug is sending people to their magic maker      But when I come home it's what I want   Emperors and gender benders dictate   What's going on      I'm going to seek and find and spend my favorite dollar   This isn't Napoleon or one of his divine illusions   This isn't Napoleon this isn't fate this isn't drugs   This is Louis, Louis, the sun king      I'm getting sick of all the history and facts   I'm going to sail a boat and never coming back   I'm going to trash the Pope and bury his career   And sail this boat into the Southern Hemisphere      You know they say, the grass is always greener on the other side   I know it's not true, I've been there and I'm dying to get back   The grease from grass is born of peace then worn away      My name's Napoleon, I didn't know that   This isn't Venezuela   And Venezuela's vacant   Venezuela's peeking holding jewels up to the West      They say, the grass is greener on the other side   I know it's not true, I've been there and I want to get back      I'm getting sick of all the history and facts   I'm going to sail a boat and never coming back   I'm going to trash the Pope and bury his career   And 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 rhyme   This is a story of times that we had sight   This is Louis, Louis, the sun king   Louis Quatorze, Louis XIV, Louis revolting      He wore his faith abused his wealth in the years 1600's   14,000 men, 14,000 horses withdrew their labors   And here we go into the principality of Paris   We burn the palace and shoot the people with the sour faces      The sour faces have got the people's innocence in their hands   And this dirty, filthy palace has still got no truth   We storm the palace on the 4th and 5th amendments   My name's Napoleon, I didn't breed there      They say, the grass is greener on the other side   Well, I've been there