Viva la Vida搞笑版本
遥想当年,哥主宰世界
翻江倒海,放个p的事情
现在,哥独自无眠到天亮
寂寞无助扫大街。。
遥想当年,哥盾墙破釜
扛着boss不带颤(这句最喜欢)
沐浴山呼:
苍天已死,黄天当道
曾几何时,哥刚搞清钥匙是哪只
怎料转身插错门
苦心经营几十年
一朝回到解放前
哥听到了耶路撒冷和尚在念经
罗马骑兵文工团在呻吟
你们是哥的照妖镜,你们是哥的折戟龙鳞
哥远去的勇士们啊
是因为不能说的秘密
自从你们离去
再也没有人对哥真心
这就是当年,哥当扛霸子的事情
YD的妖风啊
吹开门帘放我进
砸碎玻璃翻窗户,敲锣打鼓把哥迎
哥跟你说你都不信
城管等着银盘红烧狮子头
哥可怜兮兮只当腰带做头绳
啊西巴,谁想做老大一当好多年?
哥听到了耶路撒冷和尚在念经
罗马骑兵文工团在呻吟
你们是哥的照妖镜,你们是哥的折戟龙鳞
哥远去的勇士们啊
是因为不能说的秘密
我知道Peter三不会再call我
自从你们离去
再也没有真心
这就是当年,哥当扛霸子的事情
这是原版
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, pillars of sand
i hear jerusalem bells a-ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain
once you'd gone 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 wanna be king?
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
end
翻江倒海,放个p的事情
现在,哥独自无眠到天亮
寂寞无助扫大街。。
遥想当年,哥盾墙破釜
扛着boss不带颤(这句最喜欢)
沐浴山呼:
苍天已死,黄天当道
曾几何时,哥刚搞清钥匙是哪只
怎料转身插错门
苦心经营几十年
一朝回到解放前
哥听到了耶路撒冷和尚在念经
罗马骑兵文工团在呻吟
你们是哥的照妖镜,你们是哥的折戟龙鳞
哥远去的勇士们啊
是因为不能说的秘密
自从你们离去
再也没有人对哥真心
这就是当年,哥当扛霸子的事情
YD的妖风啊
吹开门帘放我进
砸碎玻璃翻窗户,敲锣打鼓把哥迎
哥跟你说你都不信
城管等着银盘红烧狮子头
哥可怜兮兮只当腰带做头绳
啊西巴,谁想做老大一当好多年?
哥听到了耶路撒冷和尚在念经
罗马骑兵文工团在呻吟
你们是哥的照妖镜,你们是哥的折戟龙鳞
哥远去的勇士们啊
是因为不能说的秘密
我知道Peter三不会再call我
自从你们离去
再也没有真心
这就是当年,哥当扛霸子的事情
这是原版
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, pillars of sand
i hear jerusalem bells a-ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain
once you'd gone 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 wanna be king?
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
end
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