Taken from the Live In São Paulo concert film…
part of the Butterfly Package, which also includes the Live In Buenos Aires album and the new A Head Full Of Dreams documentary.
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 ownI used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s 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 sandI hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’
Roman Cavalry choirs are singin’ Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason, I can’t explain Once you’d gone, there was never, never an honest word And that was when I ruled the worldIt was a 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 Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh, who would ever want to be king?I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and 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 worldOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohI hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’
Roman Cavalry choirs are singin’ Be my mirror, my sword and 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
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