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