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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
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 were closed on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And was I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
I hear 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 won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
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 were closed on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And was I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
I hear 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 won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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