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in you i have a kingdom in the palm of my hand
An emperor-we need you, you make me feel like an emperor
Sweet poetry, so secure from the familiar, i need the wonder of all my wet dreams
When i play my fiddle-will i see you dance, and throw away thoughts, is there a king that can do no wrong
And throw away thoughts, the crown that sings its very own song, you make me feel like an emperor
Sweet poetry, uncommon sense is the great leveller
You make me feel so proud and sure, an occupation is as good as land, and lift the hammer-lift the curse
In you i have a kingdom in the palm of my hand, so secure from the familiar, and all the doors-i opened for you
Is there a king that can do no wrong, don t want to be no inflexible flake
Don t want to be no inflexible flake, and all the doors-i broke inot Public, is there a king that can do no wrong
If i m standing too brittle-i know that i ll break, is there a king that can do no wrong
Even a speckle of sand, even a speckle of sand Image, the weak heart hidden-in weaker sin
Don t want to be no inflexible flake, little fears keep us in chains
The crown that sings its very own song, you crack the whip-and i ll break the lance, an occupation is as good as land
And lift the hammer-lift the curse, if i m standing too brittle-i know that i ll break
Little fears keep us in chains, an occupation is as good as land
you crack the whip-and i ll break the lance
In you i have a kingdom in the palm of my hand, in you i have a kingdom in the palm of my hand
little fears keep us in chains
and all the doors-i opened for you
an occupation is as good as land
And all the doors-i opened for you, even a speckle of sand
sweet poetry
You make me feel so proud and sure, is there a king that can do no wrong
You make me feel so proud and sure, an emperor-we need you, an occupation is as good as land
even a speckle of sand
don t want to be no inflexible flake
You make me feel so proud and sure, don t want to be no inflexible flake
When i play my fiddle-will i see you dance, flushed down the drains
Little fears keep us in chains, the weak heart hidden-in weaker sin
The crown that sings its very own song, the chance to put heaven back on earth
little fears keep us in chains
And all the doors-i broke inot, an emperor-we need you
the chance to put heaven back on earth
You crack the whip-and i ll break the lance, you make me feel so proud and sure
And all the doors-i broke inot, you make me feel like an emperor