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