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Marching Church
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King Of Song
I grew up like any boy-child In modest humble conditions But now they gild the ground I have betrodden The globe is spinning on my thumbPeople will rise for me Put out their eyes for me Hey now People will die for me Fantasize about me Hey yeahI am the king of songStanding on top of heaps of bodies and piles of people Waving my flag Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Now the multitudes have gathered around me Grateful for each word I preachThey will rise for me Put out their eyes for me He now They will die for me Fantasize about me Hey yeahI am the king of songHe is rising He is rising The king of song
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