I used to rule the
world
Seas would rise when
I gave the word
Now in the
morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I
used to own
I used to roll the
dice
Feel the fear in my
enemies eyes
Listen 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 that my castles stand
Upon pillars of
salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem
bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs
are singing
Be my mirror, my
sword, my shield
My missionaries in a
foreign field
For some reason I
can't explain
Once you go there
was never, never an honest word
That was when I
ruled the world
It was the 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
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a
silver plate
Just a puppet on a
lonely string (ooooooh)
Ah, who would ever
want to be king ??
I hear Jerusalem
bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs
are singing
Be my mirror, my
sword, my shield
My missionaries in a
foreign field
For some reason I
can't explain
I know Saint Peter
won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I
ruled the world
Ooooh ooooh oooh
Ooooh oooh
I hear Jerusalem
bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs
are singing
Be my mirror, my
sword, my shield
My missionaries in a
foreign field
For some reason I
can't explain
I know Saint Peter
won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I
ruled the world
Ooooooh oooooh ooooh
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