Your New Clothes

Album cover art for "Your New Clothes" by John Wesley Harding

John Wesley Harding - Pop

Your New Clothes

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Duration: 4:32

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] You could say that this town's seen better days There's rats everywhere and some of them don't have Mercedes The hometown crowd wants to see you pass by So please save our lives or catch our eye And a B2 bombed us with a million roses And nobody said a single thing about [Chorus] Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes About your new clothes [Verse 2] So no ifs and buts, no one's got the guts no more This is no picture show and it's no fairy story Some claim they cannot afford the price To see true prophets predict with dice Or read the future with the mythic tarot And who amongst them could foretell the force [Chorus] Of your new clothes Your new clothes Of your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes About your new clothes [Verse 3] Hey, I dig 'em, they're so hip that I'm turning green They're a fashion statement, yeah but no one knows what they mean I wanna know so bad but I'm afraid To find of what fine stuffs they're made Even fashion experts, they can't claim to know What satisfies them most about [Chorus] Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes About your new clothes [Verse 4] We're cold and naked, in case you hadn't guessed And the emperor is the only one who is dressed Well, if that seems neat, that's 'cause it is Things don't bang, they don't even fizz They just go off right in your hand There's a little boy in the furthest stand Who says, "Am I the only one who knows?" But we don't hear, 'cause we're so in love [Chorus] With your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes Your new clothes With your new clothes

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  • John Wesley Harding