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