Poor Napoleon
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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I can`t lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin
You can take the truthful things you`ve said to me
And put them on the head of a pin

Poor Napoleon
You always look so disappointed when I take my stockings off
Don`t you know the facts of life, boy
Don`t you know what these things cost
She was selling stolen kisses to traveling salesmen and minstrel singers
You put a penny in the slot
She called you her Magic Fingers

Poor Napoleon
I bet she isn't all that`s advertised
I bet that isn't all she fakes
Just like that place where they take your spine
And turn it into soap flakes

So good night little school boy, you`d better learn some self control
Did you mess up your hairstyle, pour scorn in your begging bowl

Bare wires from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl
Did you ever think there`s far too many people in the world?




One day they`ll probably make a movie out of all of this
There won`t even have to be a murder just a slow dissolving kiss

Overall Meaning

The song Poor Napoleon by Elvis Costello tells the story of a man who has been deceived by a woman who was only interested in his money. The opening lyrics reveal the man's discomfort with lying on the bed, which implies that he recognizes the discomfort and anxiety that comes with the memory of the encounter with the woman. He then tells the woman that all of the things she said to him were "truthful," but that they could be put on the head of a pin, meaning that they had no real substance.


The woman is described as selling "stolen kisses" to traveling salesmen and minstrel singers, and the man is referred to as "Magic Fingers," which is a reference to a type of massage machine. The man is disappointed when he takes her stockings off and also seems to lack the awareness of the true cost of her affection. The lines "I bet she isn't all that's advertised, I bet that isn't all she fakes" suggests that this woman was not the person she seemed to be.


The song also includes social and political commentary, such as the line "Did you ever think there's far too many people in the world?" and implies the inevitability of a movie being made about this relationship. This latter comment emphasizes the sense that the entire encounter was surreal, fake, and solely for entertainment.


Line by Line Meaning

I can`t lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin
I am not comfortable with lying on this bed anymore; it gets too hot and causes discomfort.


You can take the truthful things you`ve said to me And put them on the head of a pin
The things you have told me are so few and far between that you can put them on the head of a pin.


Poor Napoleon You always look so disappointed when I take my stockings off Don`t you know the facts of life, boy Don`t you know what these things cost
You get sad when I take my stockings off; do you not realize that being with someone comes with a cost?


She was selling stolen kisses to traveling salesmen and minstrel singers You put a penny in the slot She called you her Magic Fingers
She was cheating and selling kisses to others while accepting your small gestures of affection, calling them special.


Poor Napoleon I bet she isn't all that`s advertised I bet that isn't all she fakes Just like that place where they take your spine And turn it into soap flakes
You are sad because the woman you have been with is not what she seems; she is likely faking and not truthful, just like some places falsely claim to turn spines into soap flakes.


So good night little school boy, you`d better learn some self control Did you mess up your hairstyle, pour scorn in your begging bowl
I wish you goodnight and hope you learn some self control; have you messed up your hair or thrown away your money recklessly?


Bare wires from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl Did you ever think there`s far too many people in the world?
You had an intimate moment with someone, with bare wires from the socket to the bed; did you stop to consider the vastness of people in the world?


One day they`ll probably make a movie out of all of this There won`t even have to be a murder just a slow dissolving kiss
Perhaps one day there will be a movie about our experiences, and it won't need to involve a murder; a slow, dissolving kiss could be enough.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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