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