It was a crushing victory
Napoleon and his army
Marched across some other soil
Took the farmers from their toil
Waged a war that could never be won
Dream of masters, fanatics
Great men, of course they were
They had to be
Fall out a window, Napoleon
On your white horse
And with your sword
And your big hat
And half a right hand
Napoleon and his army
Marched across some other soil
Took the farmers from their toil
Waged a war that could never be won
Dream of masters, fanatics
Great men, of course they were
They had to be
Fall out a window, Napoleon
On your white horse
And with your sword
And your big hat
And half a right hand
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Chair Beside A Window
Living In A Moon So Blue
Staring At The Cellophane
Later On
Six and Six
Ready for The House