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