Misheard lyrics (also called mondegreens) occur when people misunderstand the lyrics in a song. These are NOT intentional rephrasing of lyrics, which is called parody.
This page contains all the misheard lyrics for Viva La Vida that have been submitted to this site and the old collection from inthe80s started in 1996.
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Feel the fear in my enemy's ass
Feel the feel in my enemy's eyes
Feel the fear in our enemy's a**
Mister Mr. Krab would sing
Feel the feel in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Feel the fear in the enemy’s rats
Feel the feel in my enemy's eyes
For some reason I can't complain
For some reason I can't explain
For some reason I can't explain
I know saint Peter will call my name
For some reason I can't explain
I know saint Peter won't call my name
For some reason I can't explain
Emotion beater will call my name
For some reason I can't explain
I know saint Peter won't call my name
For some reason I can't explain
I know some Beatle won't call my name
For some reason I can't explain
I know saint Peter won't call my name
For some reason I can't refrain
or
For some reason I can't restrain
or
For some reason I can't replay
For some reason I can't explain
For some weeks with a can of spray
I know some Peter will call my name
For some reason I can't explain
I know saint Peter won't call my name
I hear Charizard when bells are ringing
No man covered Rayquaza singing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Rayquaza is a Pokemon character.
I hear Christmas bells are ringing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
I hear Jefferson bells are ringing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
I hear Jerry's little bells ringing
I hear Jerusalem bells ringing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Catholic quests singing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
I hear Jetson bells are ringing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
I hear cherished little bells are ringing.
Roman Catholic choirs are singing.
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing.
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing.
I hear terrorists and the bells are ringing
Roman Catholic choirs are singing
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
I hear terrorists yell are singing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
I heard Jerusalem bells are ringin'
Roman Catholic choirs are singin'
Believe I'm bearin' my soul to seethin'
My mission air is a farin' feelin'
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter will call my name
Never was a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world.
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing,br> 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 St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world.
I know some teacher will call my name
or
I know some teacher won't call my name
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
I see in the mirror, myself
I see the missionaries in a farmer's field
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
I see the mirror, myself
I see the missionaries in a far out field
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
Funny, but a little self explanatory
I used to woo the whirl
I used to rule the world
Missionaries are far and few
My missionaries in a foreign field
Missionaries in a farm field
Missionaries in a foreign field
Thought this for probably a couple of years before I learned the real lyrics (never came up in conversation until afterward).
My mission ain't in a fallen field
My missionaries in a foreign field
Never an honest one
Never an honest word
Now in the dog I poop together destroy the water I just stole
Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
Revolutionaries swayed
For my head on a silver plate
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Roman Catholic Christ is singing.
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing.
Roman Catholic choirs are singing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Roman Catholic wives are singing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Roman catholic choirs were singing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Roman cattle requires a singing.
Roman cavalry choirs are singing.
Roman cattle requires off singing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Shattered windows and the sound of germs
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
The Michelin Man in a foreign field
My missionaries in a foreign field
I hear carousel bells ringing,
Rowan Calgary choirs singing
He more, mirror my soul, seal
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain,
I know Saint Peter will call my name
And rule this world,
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.