NAPOLEON

Son of Corsica, born apart
The glory of France seared on my heart
Though my 51 years seem short to you
My time was not mine, and there's nothing we can do

Tuscan nobility thrust from my home
Made my own legacy, built my own throne
Freedom financial, fearsome fighters
Lighting the flame of my empire

Victory, dominion 'til Waterloo
The Old Guard defeated, there's nothing we can do

There's nothing
There's nothing

Brought peace to the masses, no sovereignty
My will made their fortune, my code bound them to me
Exile and infamy were what I was due
My kingdom, an island, there's nothing we can do

My return to power was very short-lived
The captors called, but my wife never did
A glorious home-coming but a cut-short coup
Defeated, I retreated, there's nothing we can do

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
There's nothing
There's nothing
There's nothing
There's nothing

I died on St. Helena, forsaken by friends
Let history judge my worth in the end
From an unmarked grave to a glorious tomb
My story has ended, there's nothing we can do