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