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I've been reading books of old, the legends and the myths
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Achilles and his gold, Hercules and his gifts
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Spider-Man's control, and Batman with his fist
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And clearly I don't see myself upon that list
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But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk?
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I'm not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts
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Some superhero, some fairytale bliss
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Just something I can turn to, somebody I can kiss
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I want something just like this
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Oh, I want something just like this
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Oh, I want something just like this
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I want something just like this
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I've been reading books of old, the legends and the myths
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The testaments they told, the moon and its eclipse
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And Superman unrolls, the suit before he lifts
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But I'm not the kind of person that it fits
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She said where'd you wanna go, how much you wanna risk
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I'm not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts
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Some superhero, some fairy tale bliss
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Just something I can turn to, somebody I can miss
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I want something just like this
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I want something just like this
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Where'd you wanna go, how much you wanna risk
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I'm looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts
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Some superhero, some fairytale best
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Just something I can turn to, somebody I can kiss
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I want something just like this
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We'll be right back.
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The world sees it 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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Oh, the dice 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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And I discovered that my castle stand
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Upon pillars of sun, pillars of sun
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I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
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Roman Catholic choirs a-singing
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Be my mirror, my sword and shield
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A missionary to a foreign field
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For some reason I can't explain
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Once you'd gone it was never, never an honest word
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That was when I ruled the world
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It was the wicked and wild wind
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Blew down 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 jerrys and the bells are ringing
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Roman cavalry choirs are singing
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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 Saint 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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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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I can't cherish the bells ringing
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Roman cowboy choirs are singing
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Be my mirror, my soul and shield
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I'm missionaries and I follow the field
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For some reason I can't explain
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I know Saint Peter won't call my name
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Never an honest word
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But that was when I
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