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