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