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