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Emperor's New Clothes Lyrics

Well, you call yourself the keepers of good taste.
You're the self-appointed leaders of elite, but that's so misplaced.
You think you are so independent, and left wing.
But you're all just looking at eachother if you like the right thing.
And sometimes I feel like a child that cries out: ''Please think for
yourself, he is naked!''
You're just too scared to admit you can't see.
But why on earth would you fake it?
Look out, there he goes.
But nothing really shows..
We're all looking at the emperor's new clothes.

Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news.
But it's all friends and politics that lead to all the rave reviews.
And it's about time to throw the king of his thrown.
You use your taste as a status symbol, but it's not even your own.
And sometimes I feel like a child that cries out: ''Please think for
yourself, he is naked!''
You're just too scared to admit you can't see.
But why on earth would you fake it?
Oh, look out, there he goes.
But nothing really shows..
We're all looking at the emperor's new clothes.

Music's no knife, no knife.
No music's no knife, no knife.
No, it's a spoon, a shiny spoon.
Music's no knife, no knife.
No music's no knife, no knife.
No, it's a spoon, a shiny spoon.

And sometimes I feel like a child that cries out: ''Please think for
yourself, he is naked!''
You're just too scared to admit you can't see.
But why on earth would you fake it?
Look out, there he goes.
But nothing really shows..
We're all looking at the emperor's new clothes.

We're all looking at the emperor's new clothes.
We're all looking at the emperor's new clothes.
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