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