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