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