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