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(Oh... oh... oh...)
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise I the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the would sing
Now the old king is dead live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the were on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd gone was never
Never an honest word
And that was when 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 what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
a on a lonely string
Oh who want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise I the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the would sing
Now the old king is dead live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the were on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd gone was never
Never an honest word
And that was when 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 what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
a on a lonely string
Oh who want to be king?...
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oh... oh... oh...)
(Muchísimas gracias...)
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