Jacob cry, cry, babyCry, cry, Chris Martin &

standing in the cornerStudying the lightsThe dreaming of escapin'Will

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris upon a time,

turn the music up, I got my records onI

see the world in black and whiteNo colour or

anybody fly this thingBefore my head explodes or my

Sleep on the oceanSleep on the sandI've been very busy since

here's do, doodle-oo-do, do-deh, eh-nahDoodle-oo, do, do-now, do-nooDoodle-oo, do,

can’t come downNot for the life of meNot nowSome

you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie sceneI

Chris 1: Chris go out, and I

and nightI toss and turn, I keep stressing my

Chris you so much everybody for being here. Thank

1: Chris had a kind of loveI thought that

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

yeah...What I like the brothers and sistersIn the audience to

"Viva La Vida"I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when

I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave

at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd everything