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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to 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 the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the sing
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the were closed on me
And I my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
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 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 missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I Saint Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
I used to 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 the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the sing
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the were closed on me
And I my castles stand
Upon of salt and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
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 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 missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I Saint Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an word
But that was when I ruled the world
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