Do not trust another word
Our pockets picked, reality maligned
Your misery a product of his design
The only truth, right on the nose:
The Emperor hasn’t any clothes
Do not trust another word
Our pockets picked, reality maligned
Your misery a product of his design
The only truth, right on the nose:
The Emperor hasn’t any clothes
These are REAL men
These are REAL men
I will never understand,
Cruelty by choice
I will never understand,
Cruelty by choice