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