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