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I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
as the would sing
Now the old is dead the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
in a field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I the world
It was a and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
as the would sing
Now the old is dead the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
in a field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I the world
It was a and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
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