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(Oh... oh... oh...)
I to rule the world
rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was I the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the of drums
People 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 want to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I St Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my 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 to rule the world
rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear bells a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was I the world
It was a wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the of drums
People 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 want to be king?...
I Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I St Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my 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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