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I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I to own

I used to roll the
the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I the key
Next the were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon pillars of sand, of sand

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a foreign
For reason I can't explain
you go there was never, never an honest word
That was I ruled the world

It was the and wild wind
Blew down the to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh, who would ever to be king?

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My in a foreign field
For some reason I explain
I know Saint will call my name
Never an honest
But was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh)

I hear Jerusalem bells a
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I explain
I know Saint Peter will my name
Never an honest
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh