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　　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 used 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 king is dead! Long live the king!”　

　　One minute I held the key　

　　Next the walls were closed on me　

　　And I discovered that my castles stand　

　　Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand　

　　I hear Jerusalem bells a 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, never an honest word　

　　That was when I ruled the world　

　　It was the wicked and wild wind　

　　Blew down the doors 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 lonely string　

　　Oh who would ever want to be king?　

　　I hear Jerusalem bells a 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　

　　I know Saint Peter won’t call my name　

　　Never an honest word　

　　But that was when I ruled the world　

　　I hear Jerusalem bells a 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　

　　I know Saint Peter won’t call my name　

　　Never an honest word　

　　But that was when I ruled the world