The time is now

For being Napoleon Bonaparte

Who said life was a victory

There are no gold medals of glory

Admiring eyes on the shining painting

They never did exist in fact

We chase holograms

There is a roar of selfish cookery

Why should that interest you or me?

Kick up your feet ladies and gents

Let your hair down

Let your beards down

And join in with the circus

Juggle for the price of something

Something can be greater

Somethings rule the world.