[00:07.210]Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
[00:11.790]Oh oh-oh oh, whoa oh-oh, oh-oh oh,
[00:18.460]Oh-oh oh, a oh-oh oh
[00:22.090]
[00:23.170]I used to rule the world
[00:27.880]Seas would rise when I gave the word
[00:31.510]Now in the morning I sleep alone
[00:35.480]Sweep the streets that I used to own
[00:39.190]
[00:40.720]Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
[00:46.590]Oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh,
[00:50.050]Oh-oh oh, a oh oh oh
[00:54.210]
[01:00.660]I used to roll the dice
[01:07.100]Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
[01:10.630]Listen as the crowd would sing
[01:14.180]"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! "
[01:18.090]One minute I held the key
[01:21.680]Next the walls were closed on me
[01:25.480]And I discovered that my castles stand
[01:29.390]Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
[01:33.410]
[01:35.190]I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
[01:39.230]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[01:42.960]Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth
[01:47.210]My missionaries hiding in foreign trenches
[01:51.300]
[01:52.060]For some reason I can't explain
[01:55.190]Once you go there was never
[01:58.440]Never an h-h-h-h-honest word
[02:02.260]And that was when I ruled the world
[02:06.700]
[02:08.320]Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
[02:12.330]Oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh,
[02:17.740]Oh-oh oh, a oh-oh oh
[02:22.930]
[02:23.400]It was the wicked and a wild wind
[02:26.280]Blew down the doors to let me in
[02:30.480]Shattered windows and the sound of drums
[02:35.620]People couldn't believe what I've become
[02:38.820]
[02:39.610]Revolutionaries wait
[02:42.200]For my blonde head on a silver plate
[02:46.370]Just a GaGa on a lonely string
[02:50.630]Oh who would ever want to be queen?
[02:55.580]
[02:56.530]I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
[02:59.900]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[03:04.350]Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth
[03:08.320]My missionaries hiding in foreign trenches
[03:13.670]
[03:14.060]For some reason that I can't explain
[03:16.810]I know Yves Saint Laraunt no he won't call my name
[03:22.180]Never an h-h-h-h-honest word
[03:25.600]But that was when I ruled the world
[03:29.300]
[03:29.380]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
[03:37.010]
[03:37.500]Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
[03:44.260]Oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh,
[03:54.080]I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
[04:01.150]Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
[04:06.210]Be my Chris and I'll be your Gwyneth
[04:11.920]The Fame won't change us if we don't let it
[04:17.560]
[04:17.970]For some reason I can't explain
[04:21.210]I know Saint Mary won't call my name
[04:26.330]Never an h-honest word
[04:29.960]But that was when I ruled the world, ruled the world,
[04:36.880]Ru-u-u-uled the world.
[04:44.000]Viva La Vida
[04:45.000]

Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
Oh oh-oh oh, whoa oh-oh, oh-oh oh,
Oh-oh oh, a oh-oh oh
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets that I used to own
Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
Oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh,
Oh-oh oh, a oh oh oh
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
Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
Oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh,
Oh-oh oh, a oh-oh oh
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
Oh, oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh oh,
Oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh,
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 Vida