The Emperor

Come Here
Closer

Who do you
Who do you think you are?
Some kind of superstar?
We’ll see!

Where do you
Where do you think you are?
That shit won’t get you far
With me

You’re just so dashing, you marvel at the sound
Of your own voice, as you crash into the ground

You look so perfect
But everybody knows
They're petrified to say
The emperor has no clothes
So bloody perfect
But everybody knows
They're just so petrified
The emperor has no clothes
Just so you know, that’s how it goes!

You’re bad
You’re bad for my health
Because you make me sick, you prick
Don’t you know, Don’t you know who I am?
You know I like your face, to kick

If your lips are moving, I know you must be lying
You even suck the life out of dying

You look so perfect
But everybody knows
They're petrified to say
The emperor has no clothes
So bloody perfect
But everybody knows
They're just so petrified
The emperor has no clothes

The house of cards a' falling
Luck is running thin
Father forgive him
Being a punk is not a sin

You look so perfect
But everybody knows
They're petrified to say
The emperor has no clothes
So bloody perfect
But everybody knows
They're just so petrified
The emperor has no clothes

You look so perfect, perfect
The emperor has no clothes
So bloody perfect, perfect
The emperor has no clothes
You look so perfect, perfect
The emperor has no clothes
So bloody perfect, perfect
And everybody knows
Except you!