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I used to the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old is long live the king
One minute I the key
Next the on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd gone was never
Never an word
And that was I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I St won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My in a foreign field
For some 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...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
I used to the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old is long live the king
One minute I the key
Next the on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem a-ringing
cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you'd gone was never
Never an word
And that was I the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?...
I hear bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I St won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
...
(Oh... oh... oh...)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my and shield
My in a foreign field
For some 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...)
(MuchÃsimas gracias...)
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