The Wolfgang Press

The Wolfgang Press - Louis Xiv lyrics

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[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 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 favourite 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 Napoleon (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 
And 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 labours 
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 amendements 
My name's Napoleon, I didn't breed there 
They say the grass is greener on the other side 
Well, I've been there... 

Keyboards: Mark Cox, Andrew Gray, Rew, Drostan Madden 
Bass: Leslie Langston 
Voices: Michael Allen, The Man With 2 Brains 
Drums: Rew, T.W.P. 
Programming: Rew, T.W.P. 
Engineered: John Madden 
Produced: Drostan Madden, T.W.P. 
Arranged: Rew, T.W.P. 

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