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