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