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