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(Oh... oh... oh...)
I used to rule the world
would I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is long the king
One minute I the key
Next the walls on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
you'd there was never
Never an honest word
And was I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew the to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry 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 call my name
an word
But that was I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
I used to rule the world
would I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is long the king
One minute I the key
Next the walls on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
you'd there was never
Never an honest word
And was I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew the to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry 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 call my name
an word
But that was I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
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 word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
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