[00:00.00] 作词 : Guy Berryman/Chris Martin/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Chris Martin/Guy Berryman/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
[00:02.00] 制作人 : Rik Simpson
[00:03.00] 钢琴 : Jon Hopkins
[00:04.00] 电吉他 : Jonny Buckland
[00:05.00] 手风琴 : Martin Ferres
[00:06.00] 音频助理 : Anthony De Souza
[00:07.00] 低音吉他 : Guy Berryman
[00:08.00] 鼓 : Will Champion
[00:09.00] 小提琴 : Blanca Valeria Velasquez/Carolina Maffi
[00:10.00] 吉他 : Chris Martin
[00:11.00] 混音工程师 : Daniel Green/Olga Fitzroy/Rik Simpson
[00:12.00] 主人声 : Chris Martin
[00:13.00] 和声 : Andrew Taggart/Guy Berryman/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
[00:14.00] 母带工程师 : Chris Allgood/Emily Lazar
[00:27.65]I used to rule the world
[00:31.39]Seas would rise when I gave the word
[00:34.14]Now in the morning I sleep alone
[00:38.33]Sweep the streets I used to own
[00:55.49]I used to roll the dice feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
[01:02.27]Listen as the crowd would sing
[01:06.31]Now the old King is dead long live the King
[01:09.26]One minute I held the key
[01:13.27]Next the walls were closed on me
[01:15.78]And I discovered that my castles stand
[01:20.02]Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
[01:24.12]I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
[01:27.40]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[01:31.15]Be my mirror my sword and shield
[01:34.46]My missionaries in a foreign field
[01:37.88]For some reason I can't explain
[01:41.20]Once you'd gone there was never
[01:43.94]Never an honest word
[01:47.38]And that was when I ruled the world
[02:04.19]It was the wicked and wild wind
[02:08.46]Blew down the doors to let me in
[02:11.51]Shattered windows and the sound of drums
[02:15.83]People couldn't believe what I'd become
[02:18.86]Revolutionaries wait
[02:22.69]For my head on a silver plate
[02:25.39]I'm just a puppet on a lonely string
[02:29.70]Oh who would ever want to be king
[02:32.80]Now I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
[02:37.08]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[02:40.61]Be my mirror my sword and shield
[02:43.82]My missionaries in a foreign field
[02:47.73]For some reason I can't explain
[02:50.93]I know Saint Peter won't call my name
[02:54.12]Never an honest word
[02:57.08]But that was when I ruled the world
[03:28.54]I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
[03:32.66]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[03:36.14]Be my mirror my sword and shield
[03:39.48]My missionaries in a foreign field
[03:43.25]For some reason I can't explain
[03:46.59]I know Saint Peter won't call my name
[03:49.71]Never an honest word
[03:52.84]But that was when I ruled the world
作词 : Guy Berryman/Chris Martin/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
作曲 : Chris Martin/Guy Berryman/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
制作人 : Rik Simpson
钢琴 : Jon Hopkins
电吉他 : Jonny Buckland
手风琴 : Martin Ferres
音频助理 : Anthony De Souza
低音吉他 : Guy Berryman
鼓 : Will Champion
小提琴 : Blanca Valeria Velasquez/Carolina Maffi
吉他 : Chris Martin
混音工程师 : Daniel Green/Olga Fitzroy/Rik Simpson
主人声 : Chris Martin
和声 : Andrew Taggart/Guy Berryman/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion
母带工程师 : Chris Allgood/Emily Lazar
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
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'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And 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
I'm just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king
Now 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
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