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I used to rule the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the 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
Next the walls were on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign
For some 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
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the of
could not believe I'd become
Wait
For my head on a plate
a on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not
I know Saint Peter my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the 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
Next the walls were on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign
For some 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
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the of
could not believe I'd become
Wait
For my head on a plate
a on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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 Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not
I know Saint Peter my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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