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I used to rule the world
Seas would when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a foreign
For some I can't explain
Once you know there was never, 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 what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign
For some I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a foreign
For some I can't explain
Once you know there was never, 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 what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign
For some I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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