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