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I to rule the
Seas would rise 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 in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd 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 discovered that my stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you know was never, an honest word
That was when I the world
(Ohhh)
It was the and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People not believe I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my my and shield
My in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my
Never an honest
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would rise 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 in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd 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 discovered that my stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you know was never, an honest word
That was when I the world
(Ohhh)
It was the and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People not believe I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my my and shield
My in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my
Never an honest
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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