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