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