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