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 are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth My missionaries hiding in foreign trenches
For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never Never an h-h-h-h-honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and a wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I've become
Revolutionaries wait For my blonde head on a silver plate Just a GaGa on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be queen?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth My missionaries hiding in foreign trenches
For some reason that I can't explain I know Yves Saint Laraunt no he won't call my name Never an h-h-h-h-honest word But that was when I ruled the world
Now I'm doing my very best not to mess up all the words but, a strong apology to cold play, but I think otherwise it's a good job
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth The Fame won't change us if we don't let it
For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Mary won't call my name Never an h-honest word But that was when I ruled the world, ruled the world, Ru-u-u-uled the world. Viva La VidaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
