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At night they would go walking 'till the breaking of the day,
The morning is for sleeping...
Through the dark streets they go searching to see God in their own way,
Save the nighttime for your weeping...
Your weeping...

Singing la lalalalala la lé
And the night over London, hey

So we rode down to the river where the toiling ghosts spring,
For their curses to be broken...
We'd go underneath the arches where the witches are in the saying,
There are ghost towns in the ocean...
The ocean...

Singing la lalalalala la lé
And the night over London, ey

God is in the houses and God is in my head... and all the cemeteries in London...
I see God come in my garden, but I don't know what he said,
For my heart it wasn't open...
Not open...

Singing la lalalalala la lé
There's no light over London today

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i did everything for you

rjjj sanoo:
noi on oikeesti kaikki niin vammasia
Heidi is a headcase, a rebel and a rouser sanoo:
kui ;D
rjjj sanoo:
noku ne on :DDDD mut sillee rennol taval. niinku säki

nii siis ainaha multa on tota lavakarismaa herunu - kuten varmasti huomaatte

"olis se kiva jos ruokaa vois syödä varastoon!"

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep 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
Ohhh

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 will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh

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 will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh

"Heidi, juna lähtee!"

Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops I remember
There was snow
White snow

Clearly I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below

When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low

If you love me
Won't you let me know?

Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And the fog
Became God

Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft

Bury me in honor
When I'm dead and hit the ground
A love back home unfolds

I don't want to be a soldier
With the captain of some sinking ship
With snow, far below

So if you love me
Why'd you let me go?

I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still

So if you love me
Won't you let me know?

If you love me,
Won't you let me know?

seuraavalla kerralla teipatkaa mun suu kiinni jooko