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(Oh... oh... oh...)
I used to the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I to roll the dice
the in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls closed on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone was never
an honest word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the of drums
People 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 bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear a-ringing
Roman cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
I used to the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I to own
I to roll the dice
the in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls closed on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone was never
an honest word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the of drums
People 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 bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear a-ringing
Roman cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
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