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I used to rule the world
Seas when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I hear bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a foreign field
For I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint my name
Never an honest
But that was when I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep
Sweep the streets I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I hear bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a foreign field
For I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint my name
Never an honest
But that was when I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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