Emperor Norton in the Last Year of His Life (1880) Songtext
von Chuck Prophet

Ev′ry set of keys is an original.
Ev'ry silver lining is a curse.
Anyone who′s every turned their back on me
Always ends up facing something worse,
Something worse.
Some kind of nightmare or some kind of curse.

Miss Sally Rogers did a little dance for me.
Warmed me up and down my crooked spine.
Miss Sally Rogers, yes she'll dance for anyone.
She'll be yours as easily as mine.
She′ll be mine.
Miss Sally Rogers never will be mine.


So I said,
"Run around".
"Run around".
"Run around, run around, Sal."
"Run around".
"Run around".
"Run around, run around, Sal."
"Sally, run around."

Last night, it was snowing down on Market Street.
This morning has three bodies in the cold.
All the love you′re saving for a rainy day
Won't be enough to save your wretched soul,
Save your soul.
Won′t be enough to save your wretched soul,
Save your soul.

Twenty years ago I saw the president.
He rode a silver horse into the crowd.
A hundred years ago, the might have made him king.
Without him, brother, where would we be now?