Perfect World

[Verse 1] There are despots and dictators - political manipulators There are blue bloods with the intellects of fleas There are kings and petty tyrants, who are so lacking in refinements They'd be better suited swinging from the trees [Verse 2] He was born and raised to rule No one has ever been this cool In a thousand years of aristocracy An enigma and a mystery, in Mesoamerican history The quintessence of perfection, that is he! Pre-Chorus He's the sovereign lord of the nation He's the hippest dude in creation He's a hip cat in the emperor's new clothes Years of such selective breeding, generations have been leading To this miracle of life that we all know [Chorus] What's his name? Kuzco, Kuzco (That's his name!) Kuzco (He's the king of the world) Kuzco, Kuzco (Is he hip or what?!) Kuzco-oh-oh-oh (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] He's the sovereign lord of the nation He's the hippest cat in creation He's the alpha, the omega, A to Z And this perfect world will spin, around his every little whim 'Cause this perfect world begins and ends with... [Chorus] What's his name? Kuzco, Kuzco, Kuzco Kuzco (That's his name!) Kuzco, Kuzco (Is he hip or what?!) Kuzco (Don't you know he's the king of the world?) Kuzco, Kuzco, Kuzco (Oh yeah) Kuzco-oh-oh-oh (Ow!)