The Emperor
Dystopia
2016
Duration: 3:54
Track number: 10
Times played live: 0
Writers
Lyrics by: Dave Mustaine
Music by: Dave Mustaine
Theme
A direct critique of an arrogant, self-aggrandizing figure, using the famous fable **'The emperor has no clothes'** as its central metaphor. The lyrics mock the subject's self-proclaimed 'superstar' status and perfect appearance, highlighting that everyone secretly knows the truth of their emptiness and deceit ('If your lips are moving, I know you must be lying').
Lyrics
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!
Musicians
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