The Emperor's New Clothes

We've seen it before 
  The high flying act 
  Is it manic delusion 
  Or a statement of fact 
  That hot fevered brow 
  Them bright shining eyes 
  The hand on the heart 
  Those self serving lies 
  It's an ancient tradition 
  But everyone knows 
  Them gaudy old rags 
  Are the emperor's new clothes 

  We've heard it before 
  Your ego parade 
  You're always so sure 
  A hollow charade 
  You promise the moon 
  An' squander the earth 
  The only person you fool 
  Is yourself 
  It's an ancient condition 
  But everyone knows 
  Them gaudy old rags 
  Are the emperor's new clothes 

  We've seen it before 
  Those crocodile tears 
  The well should'a run dry 
  It's been so many years 
  You throw us a bone 
  Then ask for it back 
  The only thing you own 
  You stole from our backs 
  It's an ancient religion 
  But everyone knows 
  Them gaudy old rags 
  Are the emperor's new clothes