Napoleon Sheds His Skin

The streets are covered in chalk

The shops are boarded up

The 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 his skin In the summer when the sun is high

He never knows when to quit when to stop

Or when to say die

Pick the bones get a tan or wander underground

She would not have left him anyway

Wait by the sea wait in the sun

As if the time stood still

Did he get involved in whichever side that paid

Napoleon sheds his skin In the summer when the sun is high

He never knows when to quit when to stop

Or when to say die

And time stands still behind the distant gates

Time moves on outside in the sun

Then he wonders which side he's really on

Then he doesn't care it's so gray in there

He just wants to get back to her

Napoleon sheds his skin In the summer when the sun is high

He never knew when to quit When to stop

Or when to say die

She waits for him by the wharf

By the sea where they used to go

She sings a song that they'd sing then waits for the echo

Napoleon sheds his skin

Napoleon sheds his skin

Napoleon sheds his skin