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