Napoleon (March Into Russia)

Take all their islands and they'll play their violins
They heard the songs from nearby continents
Everyone cried when they saw with their eyes
The land shift underneath their feet

I was living in the past 'cause I'll be dead in the future
The kids from ED, they smelled bad
I had to teach one how to unzip his backpack
Sitting on my dad's lap as he taught me to play piano
But I could only play by ear
Spent his money on whores when he came back from the war
He just needed something pure
And he'd tell me these stories
And one night they stole the boats
Went for a smoke on the water

And we march across the countryside
We march across the countryside

Not by sickness, God, not by sickness
Wanted to find you in a hotel room, elevator shafts
But I'm tired of this honeymoon, bored in the bed with you
My dad called me fag even though he had slept with men
I swear that VHS is ingrained in my memory
Just like everything, just the historian
Only comfort I can take, Rome was not forgotten in a day

As we march across the countryside
As we march across the countryside

Scorched-earth policy
They burned everything as they left
Freezing my legs off in some tent into their hands
God save them all
I don't know if it's just the chord, but I can't really do it well
Scorched-earth policy
They burned everything as they left
Freezing my legs off in some tent into their hands
God save them all

The hair on your head is making me dizzy
Our Lady of Good Council flies away
The Sun changes size and circles in the sky
Basel, Switzerland
Summer of 1566
Or was it 1666?

As we march across the countryside
As we march across the countryside