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 worldSeas would rise when I gave the wordNow in the morning, I sleep aloneSweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the diceFeel the fear in my enemy’s eyesListen as the crowd would singNow the old king is dead, long live the kingOne minute, I held the keyNext the walls were closed on meAnd I discovered that my castles standUpon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’Roman Cavalry choirs are singin’Be my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason, I can’t explainOnce you’d gone, there was never, never an honest wordAnd that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild windBlew down the doors to let me inShattered windows and the sound of drumsPeople couldn’t believe what I’d becomeRevolutionaries waitFor my head on a silver plateJust a puppet on a lonely stringOh, who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’Roman Cavalry choirs are singingBe my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason, I can’t explainI know Saint Peter won’t call my nameNever an honest wordBut that was when I ruled the world
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin’Roman Cavalry choirs are singin’Be my mirror, my sword and shieldMy missionaries in a foreign fieldFor some reason I can’t explainI know Saint Peter won’t call my nameNever an honest wordBut that was when I ruled the world
