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PLAY -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry 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 was never
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver 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 sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I 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
I Saint Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I used to rule the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry 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 was never
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver 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 sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I 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
I Saint Peter won't my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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