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Seas would rise when I gave the word Sweep the streets I used to own I used to rule the world Now in the morning I sleep alone |
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And I discovered that my castles stand One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me I used to roll the dice Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes |
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Be my mirror, my sword and shield I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing And that was when I ruled the world Roman Cavalry choirs are singing For some reason I can't explain Never an honest word My missionaries in a foreign field Once you go there was never |
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Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king? People couldn't believe what I'd become It was the wicked and wild wind Shattered windows and the sound of drums Blew down the doors to let me in For my head on a silver plate Revolutionaries wait |
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For some reason I can't explain Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield Never an honest word My missionaries in a foreign field I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing I know Saint Peter won't call my name But that was when I ruled the world |
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My missionaries in a foreign field I know Saint Peter won't call my name Be my mirror, my sword and shield For some reason I can't explain I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world |
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