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(Oh... oh... oh...)
I to rule the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the 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 walls were closed on me
And I discovered my stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd there was never
Never an word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
windows and the of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 Peter won't my name
Never an word
But was when I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
I to rule the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the 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 walls were closed on me
And I discovered my stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd there was never
Never an word
And that was when I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
down the doors to let me in
windows and the of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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 Peter won't my name
Never an word
But was when I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman 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
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
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