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I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the in my enemy's eyes
as the would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One I held the key
Next the closed on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of salt and of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd was never
Never an word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't my name
an word
But was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the in my enemy's eyes
as the would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One I held the key
Next the closed on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of salt and of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd was never
Never an word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't my name
an word
But was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
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