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