Just like that place where they take your spine
I bet she isn't all that's advertised
There won't even have to be a murder, just a slow dissolving kiss
Poor Napoleon
Did you mess up your hairstyle?
Don't you know what these things cost?
Poor Napoleon
I bet that isn't all she fakes
You put a penny in the slot
So good night little school boy
Bare wires from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl
And turn it into soap flakes
You better learn some self control
She called you her magic fingers
You always look so disappointed
Poor Napoleon
To traveling salesmen and minstrel singers
She was selling stolen kisses
Poor Napoleon
When I take my stockings off
Did you ever think there's far too many people in the world?
Poor Napoleon
Poor Napoleon
One day they'll probably make a movie out of all of this
And fit them on the head of a pin
Pour scorn in your begging bowl
Don't you know the facts of life, boy?
