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