Viva La Vida
Disclaimer:
(song by Coldplay)
Story Idea by me
Characters belong to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon
it was sure a rainy day as none other than Vicky Mc Donald was sweeping the streets out side of Mr Timmy Turners office and she was remembering the days when she used to instill fear into the hearts of those around her and practically ruled the world.
But why should we watch her memories in silence im the narrator after all so here I am going to put on an MP3 of Viva La Vida by coldplay
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
now I sleep alone
sweep the streets I used to own
It's true she was a tyrannical dictator that had the entire town under her power strange as it was.
She remembers long ago when the twerp finally overthrew her and then ascended to the top of the power pyramid
I used to roll the dice
feel the fear in my enemies eyes
listen as the crowd would sing
now the old king is dead long live the king
it was true she also had many weapons under her possession which turned her home into a formidable fortress but thanks to her blindness to Timmy turner's cunning he actually led them inside the base causing her fortress to "crumble" so to speak.
One minute I held the key
next the walls were closed on me
and I discovered that my castles stand
on pillars of salt and pillars of sand
She also had many warriors who would fight for her including the formidable Mark Change alien imposter disguised as a human of course turner soon swayed him under his command as well.
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
but in the end we all know Evil Dictators are usually surrounded by equally dishonest people
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
The final battle was a gruesome one as she made one final terrifying effort to stop him but it too failed
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
as she made one last strike against him he waited for his moment and when it came he succeeded
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
And of course we all know what happens to people as evil as Vicky in the end so even in death she becomes miserable.
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
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