I used to rule the world seas would rise when i gave the word now in the morning i sleep alone sweep the street i used to own i used to roll the dice feel the fears in my enemies eyes listened 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 close on me and i discovered that my castle 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'd gone there was never ever an honest word and that was when I ruled the world