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I to the world
would rise when I gave the
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to the
Feel the fear in my eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't
you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I the
(Ohhh)
It was the and wild
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't my name
Never an
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
would rise when I gave the
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to the
Feel the fear in my eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't
you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I the
(Ohhh)
It was the and wild
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't my name
Never an
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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