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COLD PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to the world
Seas would 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 would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon pillars of and of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest 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 I'd become
wait
For my head on a plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign 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 the world
Seas would 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 would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls on me
And I discovered my stand
Upon pillars of and of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
an honest 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 I'd become
wait
For my head on a plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign 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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