December 14, 201213 yr I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy’s 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 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 Missionaries 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 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 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 St Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world This is all I've been listening to since last night. This song is the story of my life. No joke.
December 14, 201213 yr Hey Judy! Hey Laurel! How are ya guys today? Hey Keaton! I'm great! I feel like dancing! I'm so happy today! How are you?
December 14, 201213 yr i'm alright, but i'm very tired and i've gotta go to bed. i'm glad that i don't have class tomorrow though you?
December 14, 201213 yr I'm Listening to Viva because I'm writing a poem about One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest. One page in length. Maybe you can help me Troxley! :p
December 14, 201213 yr I'm Listening to Viva because I'm writing a poem about One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest. One page in length. Maybe you can help me Troxley! :p Haha! Maybe. :)
December 14, 201213 yr IT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN EVENTUALLY. LES CHATS ONT CHOUETTES. :inquisitive: CE N'EST PAS VRAI!!!
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