The Emperor

Dystopia

2016

Duración: 3:54

N° de pista: 10

Veces tocada en vivo: 0

Autores

Letra por: Dave Mustaine

Música por: Dave Mustaine

Tema

Una crítica directa a una figura arrogante y engreída, utilizando la famosa fábula **'El emperador no tiene ropa'** como su metáfora central. La letra se burla del estatus de 'superestrella' y la apariencia perfecta del sujeto, destacando que todos conocen en secreto la verdad de su vacío y engaño ('Si tus labios se mueven, sé que debes estar mintiendo').

Letra

Come Here Closer Who do you Who do you think you are? Some kind of superstar? We’ll see! Where do you Where do you think you are? That shit won’t get you far With me You’re just so dashing, you marvel at the sound Of your own voice, as you crash into the ground You look so perfect But everybody knows They're petrified to say The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect But everybody knows They're just so petrified The emperor has no clothes Just so you know, that’s how it goes! You’re bad You’re bad for my health Because you make me sick, you prick Don’t you know, Don’t you know who I am? You know I like your face, to kick If your lips are moving, I know you must be lying You even suck the life out of dying You look so perfect But everybody knows They're petrified to say The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect But everybody knows They're just so petrified The emperor has no clothes The house of cards a' falling Luck is running thin Father forgive him Being a punk is not a sin You look so perfect But everybody knows They're petrified to say The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect But everybody knows They're just so petrified The emperor has no clothes You look so perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes You look so perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect, perfect And everybody knows Except you!