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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 I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the 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 lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was I the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a 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 used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the 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 lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an word
But that was I the world
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a 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
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