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