Emperor's New Clothes
You're the founder of your new frontier
Looking for the next big thing
Without your eyes, your nose and someones ears
You're the one who ties the noose
You're the master in the morning
Turning on the Sunday news
You're the reason she can't find
Put your name below the table
Hope the bark can scare the bite
She's arranging her affairs
Now it's on to find the only other state of mind is
There she goes like December did
Trapped in the Emperor's clothes
She smiles and remembers it
Be he said he won't let you go
Oh no, back to what it is
Now she sits in waiting rooms
Until the secretary says
You know there's nothing we can do for you
She's arranging her affairs
Now it's on to find the only other state of mind is
There she goes like December did
Trapped in the Emperor's clothes
She smiles and remembers it
Be he said he won't let you go
Oh no, back to what it is
