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