作词 : Kinchla, Popper, Sheehan
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...