Karaoké Viva la Vida Postmodern Jukebox & Puddles Pity Party

I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

Now in the morning

I sleep alone

I sweep the streets

I used to own

I 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 sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

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 once you go there was never

Never an honest word

But 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

Revolutionaries wait for my head on a silver plate

Just a puppet on a lonely string

Oh who would ever wanna be king

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

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 will call my name

Never an honest word

That was when I ruled the world

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

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 will call my name

Never an honest word

That was when I ruled the world

Never an honest word

That was when I ruled the world