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