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