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(*Pet Shop Boys/Guy Berryman, Jonny Buckland, Will Champion, Chris Martin) |
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Watch them all fall down |
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Watch them all fall down |
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I used to rule the world |
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Seas would rise when I gave the word |
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Now in the morning I sleep alone |
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Sweep the streets I used to own |
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I used to roll the dice |
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Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes |
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Listen as the crowd would sing |
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"Now the old king is dead, long live the king" |
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One minute I held the key |
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Next the walls were closed on me |
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Now I discovered that my castles stand |
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Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand |
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I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin' |
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Roman cavalry choirs are singin' |
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Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
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My missionaries in a foreign field |
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For some reason I can't explain |
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I know St. Peter won't call my name |
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Never an honest word |
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And that was when I ruled the world |
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It was a wicked and wild wind |
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Blew the doors to let me in |
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Shattered windows and the sound of drums |
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People couldn't believe what I'd become |
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Revolutionaries wait |
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For my head on a silver plate |
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Just a puppet on a lonely string |
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Oh, who would ever want to be king? |
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I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin' |
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Roman cavalry choirs are singin' |
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Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
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My missionaries in a foreign field |
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For some reason I can't explain |
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I know St. Peter won't call my name |
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Never an honest word |
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But that was when I ruled the world |
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Watch them all fall down |
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Watch them all fall down |
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... |
