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Track 5 from their third album “Neruda” released in 1983 copyright Capitol Records. It was recorded at Metalworks Studios in Toronto founded in 1978 by Gil Moore, the drummer from Triumph. Keyboards were more prevalent in the music on this album, as was the case with most bands in the ‘80’s and there were some hints of the band’s progressive rock tendencies evident. It was their third straight album to achieve Platinum status in Canada and reached No. 66 on the Billboard chart. Several singles charted and “Human Race” reached No. 11. Recorded in HQ format from the original vinyl. Written by Tom Cochrane and produced by David Tickle & Ed Thacker. Featuring:

Tom Cochrane – Lead vocals & rhythm guitars
Ken Greer – Lead, rhythm & pedal steel guitars & background vocals
Steve Sexton – Synthesizers & piano
Jeff Jones – Bass & background vocals
Rob Baker – Drums & percussion

The streets are covered in chalk, the shops are boarded up
The bodies are carried back down from the square
He begins to wonder if it always was this hot
Or is it just the clothes that he now wears?

Napoleon sheds his skin in the summer when the sun is high
He never knew when to quit, when to stop or when to say die

Pick the bones, get a tan or wander underground
And she would not have left him anyway
Wait by the sea, wait in the sun as if the time stood still
Did he get involved in whichever side would pay?

Napoleon sheds his skin in the summer when the sun is high
And he never knew when to quit, when to stop or when to say die

Napoleon

(Oh, and time stands still behind the distant gates)
(And time moves on outside in the sun)
(And he wonders which side he's really on)
Then he doesn't care, it's so gray in there
He just wants to get back to her

Napoleon sheds his skin in the summer when the sun is high
He never knew when to quit, when to stop or when to say die
She waits for him by the wharf by the sea where they used to go
And she sings a song that they'd sing, then she waits for the echo

Oh, Napoleon sheds his skin
Napoleon sheds his skin
Napoleon sheds his skin

Gotta get outta here, can she save me?
Gotta get outta here, can she save me?
Can you hear me?