Blues Traveler - Support Your Local Emperor lyrics

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Music: Bobby Sheehan & Chan Kinchla

Lyrics: John Popper

Support your local emperor

Pay him tribute every time

Let it be known he holds your fate

From his fingertips shall flow the wine

Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet

Wherever he walks rosebeds be laid

So that he may always feel secure

In the vast empire that he's made

But could you tell me what he's ever done for you?

I'm not the one that needed an army

I'm not the one that needed respect

I'm not the one that hopes they'll remember

I'm not the one they'll likely forget

It seems one's going to walk

Where he's willing to walk

And with the ears of a bat

And the eyes of a hawk

You can see in the end

It's just a little bit of talk

But a rodent's always looking

For some cat he can stalk

To meow for him, to meow for him...

Remember once when you were young

It really was not all that long ago

You reached out your hand and it was met

If you let your heart will tell you so

So bow your head don't meet his eyes

When royalty speaks you then reply

Someday he may find his throne is cold

Someday he may chance to wonder why

But could you tell me what he's ever done for you?

I'm not the one that needed an army

I'm not the one that needed respect

I'm not the one that hopes they'll remember

I'm not the one they'll likely forget

It seems one's going to walk

Where he's willing to walk

And with the ears of a bat

And the eyes of a hawk

You can see in the end

It's just a little bit of talk

But a rodent's always looking

For some cat he can stalk

To meow for him, to meow for him...

Support your local emperor

Pay him tribute every time

Let it be known he holds your fate

From his fingertips shall flow the wine

Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet

Wherever he walks rosebeds be laid

Someday he may find his throne is cold

In the vast empire that he's made

That he's made...