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