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I USED TO RULE THE WORLD SEAS WOULD RISE WHEN I GAVE THE WORD NOW IN THE MORNING, I SLEEP ALONE FEARING THE NATIONS I USED TO OWN I USED TO ROLL THE DICE FEEL THE FEAR IN MY ENEMY'S EYES LISTENED AS THE CROWD WOULD SING GOD SAVE THE KING, AND GOD SAVE THE QUEEN ONE MINUTE I HELD THE KEY NEXT, THE WALLS WERE CLOSED ON ME AND I DISCOVERED THAT BUCKINGHAM STANDS UPON PILLARS OF SALT AND PILLARS OF SAND I HEAR LONDON'S BELLS A-RINGING REDCOAT CAVALRY CHOIRS ARE SINGING BE MY MIRROR, MY SWORD AND SHIELD MY SOLDIERS 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 WORLD IT 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 NOW JUST A PUPPET ON AMERICA'S STRING OH, WHO WOULD EVER WANT TO BE KING? I HEAR LONDON'S BELLS A-RINGING REDCOAT CAVALRY CHOIRS ARE SINGING BE MY MIRROR, MY SWORD AND SHIELD MY SOLDIERS 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