I used to r-ule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sl-eep alone
Sweep the streets I used to o-wn
I used to r-oll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the cr-owd would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king
One minute I h-eld the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my c-astles stand
Upon pillars of sand and pillars of sand
~Chorus~
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword my shield
My missionary’s in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never, never an h-onest word
But that was when I r-uled the world
It was the wicked and w-ild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the s-ound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become
Revolution-aries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a l-onely string
Oh who would ever want to be king
~Chorus~
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an h-onest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(O-oh o-h oh)
(4X)
~Chorus~
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an h-onest word
But that was when I ruled the world
