Paroles Mama take this badge from me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark too dark to see I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door, oh Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Mama put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore That cold black cloud is comin' around And I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Oh, knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Mama tell me Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I am Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Knock knock knockin' on heaven's door Source : LyricFind Paroliers : Bob Dylan

Paroles 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 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 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 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 won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world 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 won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Source : Musixmatch Paroliers : Berryman Guy Rupert / Buckland Jonathan Mark / Champion William / Martin Christopher Anthony John Paroles de Viva la Vida © Universal Music Publishing Mgb Ltd.