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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
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 to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
And was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a string
Oh who would want to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
I hear 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 Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But was I ruled the world
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 to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
And was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a string
Oh who would want to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
I hear 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 Peter won't call my name
an honest word
But was I ruled the world
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