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