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