I used to rule the world
　　Seas would rise when I gave the word
　　Now in the morning I sweep alone
　　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 a 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
　　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 want to be king?
　　
　　I hear Jerusalem bells a 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 won't call my name
　　Never an honest word
　　But that was when I ruled the world