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Текст песни The Cult - Emperor's New Horse
You're the Emperor's new horse
You don't smell like a rose
So you take more drugs than me
Specialise in being unhappy
Like a moth into the flame
Yeah I've been burnt before
Rub his ashes on my skin
And some day we will win
In this time, there are those who rob us blind
They sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
I'm guilty too
Maybe someday I'll learn
What's your fucking name?
Don't look too concerned
Don't abondon truth
In this time, there are those who rob us blind
They sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
Being angry is your game
Overdosing's part of fame
So you read all this french symbolist poetry
Don't even get it on the fucking BBC
I don't really care no more
Boring out the door
I don't know what's true
It don't affect you
That's right damn lies above
In this time, there are those who rob us blind
They sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring it on, baby bring it on