Emperors New Horse - Cult



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



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