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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 to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy's eyes
as the sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One I the key
Next the were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword 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 and wind
Blew down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who 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 call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
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 Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when 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 to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy's eyes
as the sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One I the key
Next the were on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword 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 and wind
Blew down the to let me in
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who 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 call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
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 Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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