The emperor, subjects, and his dogs Fuck you all Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste Yum, gravy
bodies are carried back down from the square He begins to wonder If it always was this hot Or is it just the clothes That he now wears Napoleon sheds
There's some leftover wine in the cupboard 'Bout a half a glass left for the road Here's a toast to the time we were lovers Then I'll go Should I laugh
to myself this time Look at what you look like You know it suits you well Napoleon says to take off your coat Take off your long johns too Napoleon
Half asleep, half a Billboard, half a street Well, that's my window All in all, if you wanna know I'm half asleep Old friends and strangers They treat
Es war in Napoli vor vielen vielen Jahren da kam nach Napoli ein fremdes Schiff gefahren. Und aus dem Schiff da stieg ein schöner junger Mann den
Sometimes I know my attitude can be a little much Sometimes I [?] And I just gotta fuss Sometimes I'm HOT, really HOT,then I'm freezin cold Yet you still
Such a hawk Not a dove Do you really believe in the god above? Took control when we found ourselves in sticky situations Not a gesture of love, but
I'm half asleep again.My shell is sleeping, my soul is not. I'm still confused, to many thoughts. I fear, I fear temptation. Weird thoughts inside my
Cut and paste, were you sitting down On the beaded impotence of New Orleans A hint of suspense when that telephone rings This is forever It paved the
Wisdom abundant Outlets are few Driving like crazy Can't break through Your body's a brick The demons are calling You must be Tarpoleon Napoleon So full
In Napoli beside the sea It happened on a night like this In Napoli our hearts were free And we surrendered to a kiss There 'neath the stars I saw heaven
Write to me from Naples, write me every day I love you and Naples more than words can say Call me Cara Mia, tell me all that's new Write to me from Naples
a slow dissolving kiss Poor Napoleon Poor Napoleon So good night little school boy You better learn some self control Did you mess up your hairstyle? Pour scorn in your begging bowl Poor Napoleon
Write to me from Naples Tell me all that's new I loved you in Naples More than words can say Call me Cara Mia Tell me all that's new Write to me from
We are the Bay of Naples, And the horses in Vesuvian stables, Or the curves in a long cobblestone road. We are the tales and the fables Told by Romans
conquered all the land he conquered all the land Everybody praised him the battles he could win They all talked about him ole Napoleon ole Napoleon He