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Clocks- lyrics Lyrics: The lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against Have brought me down upon my knees Oh, I beg, I beg and plead Singin' come out of things un said Shoot an apple off my head And a trouble that can't be named A tiger's waiting to be tamed, singin' You are You are Confusion that never stops Closing walls and ticking clocks Gonna come back and take you home I could not stop that you now know Singin' come out upon my seas Cursed missed opportunities Am I a part of the cure? Or am I part of the disease? Singin' You are You are You are You are You are You are And nothing else compares Oh, no, nothing else compares And nothing else compares You are You are Home, home, where I wanted to go Home, home, where I wanted to go Home, home, where I wanted to go Home, home, where I wanted to go Viva La Vida- lyrics 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 Listened 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 Jerusulam bells a-ringin' Roman Cavalry choirs are singin' Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a Foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you'd gone, there was never 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 Shattered windows and the sound of drums, People couldn't believe what i'd become And my revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string, aw who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusulam bells a-ringin' Roman Cavalry choirs are singin' 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 Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh oh I hear Jerusulam bells a-ringin' Roman Cavalry choirs are singin' 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, And that was when I ruled the world
