Louis Xiv Lyrics - The Wolfgang Press

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