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I used to rule the world
rise when I the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and of
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can't
Once you know there was never, an word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
could not believe 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 are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I Saint Peter will call my
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
rise when I the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and of
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can't
Once you know there was never, an word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
could not believe 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 are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I Saint Peter will call my
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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