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OPTREDENDE ARTIESTEN
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Piano
Berryman Guy Rupert
Berryman Guy Rupert
Basgitaar
Will Champion
Will Champion
Drums
Jonny Buckland
Jonny Buckland
Elektrische gitaar
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Geluidseffecten
François Chevallier
François Chevallier
Programmeren
Davide Rossi
Davide Rossi
Strijkinstrumenten
COMPOSITIE EN SONGTEKST
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Songwriter
Berryman Guy Rupert
Berryman Guy Rupert
Songwriter
Will Champion
Will Champion
Songwriter
Jonny Buckland
Jonny Buckland
Songwriter
Davide Rossi
Davide Rossi
Snaararrangeur
PRODUCTIE EN TECHNIEK
Jon Hopkins
Jon Hopkins
Producent
William "Will" Hensley
William "Will" Hensley
Assistent mixing engineer
Andrew Rugg
Andrew Rugg
Technisch assistent
Brian Thorn
Brian Thorn
Technisch assistent
Daniel Green
Daniel Green
Technisch assistent
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixtechnicus
Markus Dravs
Markus Dravs
Producent
Michael H. Brauer
Michael H. Brauer
Mixtechnicus
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Producent
Rik Simpson
Rik Simpson
Producent
Olga Fitzroy
Olga Fitzroy
Opnametechnicus
Michael Trepagnier
Michael Trepagnier
Opnametechnicus

Lyrics

[Intro]
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
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
[Verse 2]
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?
[Chorus]
I hear Jerusalem bells are 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
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Outro]
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Roman cavalry choirs are singing (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Be my mirror, my sword and shield (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
My missionaries in a foreign field (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
For some reason I can't explain (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Written by: Christopher Anthony John Martin, Guy Rupert Berryman, Jonathan Mark Buckland, William Champion
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