Steve Earle - Little Emperor (2011)
This guitar bashes Bush.
Hey Little Emperor, come down from your throne
The hourglass is empty, your time has come 'n' gone
The battlements are crumblin', the walls are tumblin' down
Your counselors and concubines are gettin' out of town
Some say it's an omen, some say it's the winds of change
Which ever way it's goin', it's blowin' like a hurricane
Hey Little Conqueror, where you gonna go
The world is even smaller than it was when you left home
Emptiness in front of you, detritus behind
Nobody ever told you that history was kind
Standin' on the corner, your fortune blowin' in the wind
Your daddy didn't warn ya, ain't no goin' home again
No pomp and circumstance, no more Shock and Awe
You're just a Little Emperor, that's all
Hey Little Hypocrite, what you gonna say
When you wind up standin' naked on the final Judgement Day
How you gonna justify it, who you gonna call
What if it turns out that God don't look like you at all
The leaves are in the teacup, the hieroglyphic is on the wall
You ain't the first to rise up, you sure won't be the last to fall
Hey Little Emperor, come down from your throne
And let another emperor climb on