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