I used to rule the world br Seas would rise when I gave the word br Now in the morning I sleep alone br Sweep the streets I used to own br br I used to roll the dice br Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes br Listen as the crowd would sing br "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" br br One minute I held the key br Next the walls were closed on me br And I discovered that my castles stand br Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand br br I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing br Roman Cavalry choirs are singing br Be my mirror, my sword and shield br My missionaries in a foreign field br br For some reason I can't explain br Once you go there was never br Never an honest word br And that was when I ruled the world br br It was the wicked and wild wind br Blew down the doors to let me in br Shattered windows and the sound of drums br People couldn't believe what I'd become br br Revolutionaries wait br For my head on a silver plate br Just a puppet on a lonely string br Oh who would ever want to be king?