Emperor's New Horse

Emperor's new horseTake fiveYou're the Emperor's new horseYou don't smell like a roseSo you take more drugs than meSpecialize in being unhappyLike a moth into the flameYeah, I've been burnt beforeLets rub his ashes on my skinAnd someday we will win, whooIn this timeThere are those who rob us blind, wellIn this timeThey sing through, sing through golden teethBring on the newI'm guilty, tooSomeday, maybe I'll learnWhat's your fucking name?Don't look too concernedDon't abondon truth, wowIn this timeThere are those who rob us blind, whooIn this timeThey sing through, they sing through golden teethBring on the newBeing angry is your gameOverdosing's part of fameSo you read all this french symbolist poetryYou don't even get it on the fucking BBCI don't really care no moreBoring out the doorI don't know what's trueIt don't affect youThat's right damn lies aboveIn this timeThere are those who rob us blindBring on the newIn this timeThey sing through, sing through golden teethBring on the new meatBring on the new meatBring on the new meatBring on the new meatBring it on, baby Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby