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