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
And everybody knows... except you
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