Woorden: Iggy Pop. Blah-Blah-Blah. Little Miss Emperor.

You're not giving an inch
You're strung like wire
Your open arms they flinch
Joan Crawford style
Treated like a towel
Inside you howl

On some dark concrete
Midnight street
You've built an altar
That's quite complete
Your self control
Is damned amazing

You're trying hard
And I want you little miss emperor

You really want to grow
And you're alert I know
But baby, it's mostly drown
It's a company town
Cheat Gods and joke
Attack your noble ghost

I saw the best minds of my generation
Learn how to crawl
Across our nation
Conformity falls
Like one wet blanket
Look how we live

And I want you little miss emperor
Little miss emperor trying to open doors