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