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