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