The Emperor’s New Clothes Songtext
von Procol Harum

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
Those gaudy old rags are the emperor's new clothes

We′ve seen them 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
Those gaudy old rags are the emperor′s new clothes

Them gaudy old rags are the emperor's new clothes