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