Napoleon's Hat Lyrics - Bright Eyes

The barons of industry put inspiration on Hitlers tongue 

The next century crashed hard 

With a loud sound like a starting gun 

Its race for acquisition and to make more things that glow 

I got a knack for dodging bullets and flying zeros 

So I act like I am rich, try and make it my whole look 

'Cause poor people dont exist when times are good 

Mozarts foster parents put cigarettes out in his ears 

When he got old enough to stutter he said 

"I dont listen but I-I-I can hear" 

The eloquence of traffic, yeah, the milk pond's sad lament 

Its a requiem of moments I keep living through them 

But wheres the monster in the closet? 

I cant find the hangman inside his hood 

I guess evil dont exist when times are good 

Doctor Oppenheimer winced when he felt 

The broken piece of his pace-maker 

Unbuttoned his shirt on a subway platform 

Clutching his chest while his vision blurred 

He saw the bane of his creation, the destroyer of the world 

Yeah, truth can leap to solace or a life long bender 

Its like wading through a wasteland where a town you love once stood 

You just cry each time you think of when times were good 

Napoleons tailor dressed him in a giant hat and funny platform shoes 

Saying anyone can be a hero, you just got to force people to look up to you 

So when youre talking on a hotline to a suicidal soul 

Dont let your voice sound like hot coffee, more like a scented pillow 

And strive for understanding over being understood 

Just dont let yourself forget when the times get good 

When the times get good 

When the times get good