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