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