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I to the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the in my enemies eyes
as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a
For some reason I can't
Once you know there was never, never an word
That was I the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of
People could not believe I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my on a silver
Just a puppet 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 field
For reason I can't explain
I know won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and
My in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But 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 I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the in my enemies eyes
as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a
For some reason I can't
Once you know there was never, never an word
That was I the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of
People could not believe I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my on a silver
Just a puppet 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 field
For reason I can't explain
I know won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and
My in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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