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Emperor's new horse
Take five

You're the emperor's new horse
You don't smell like a rose
So you take more drugs than me
Specialize in being unhappy
Like a moth into the flame
Yeah, I’ve been burnt before
Lets rub his ashes on my skin
And someday we will win, woo

In this time
There are those who rob us blind, well
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new

I'm guilty, too
Someday, maybe I’ll learn
What's your fucking name?
Don't look too concerned
Don't abandon truth, wow

In this time
There are those who rob us blind, woo
In this time
They sing through, they sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new

Being angry is your game
Overdosing’s part of fame
So you read all this French symbolist poetry
You don't even get it on the fucking BBC
I don't really care no more
Boring out the door
I don't know what's true
It don't affect you
That's right damn lies above

In this time
There are those who rob us blind
Bring on the new
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat

Bring it on, baby
Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby
Emperor's new horse   Take five      You're the emperor's new horse   You don't smell like a rose   So you take more drugs than me   Specialize in being unhappy   Like a moth into the flame   Yeah, I’ve been burnt before   Lets rub his ashes on my skin   And someday we will win, woo      In this time   There are those who rob us blind, well   In this time   They sing through, sing through golden teeth   Bring on the new      I'm guilty, too   Someday, maybe I’ll learn   What's your fucking name?   Don't look too concerned   Don't abandon truth, wow      In this time   There are those who rob us blind, woo   In this time   They sing through, they sing through golden teeth   Bring on the new      Being angry is your game   Overdosing’s part of fame   So you read all this French symbolist poetry   You don't even get it on the fucking BBC   I don't really care no more   Boring out the door   I don't know what's true   It don't affect you   That's right damn lies above      In this time   There are those who rob us blind   Bring on the new   In this time   They sing through, sing through golden teeth   Bring on the new meat   Bring on the new meat   Bring on the new meat   Bring on the new meat      Bring it on, baby   Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby