Bastille Day (Live from Hammersmith Odeon, London, 20th February 1978) Rush

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There's no bread, let them eat cake
There's no end to what they'll take
Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
Wash the salt into the earth
But they're marching to Bastille Day
La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
Free the dungeons of the innocent
Well, the king will kneel, to let his kingdom rise
Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace
Naked fear on every face
See them bow their heads to die
As we would bow as they rode by
And we're marching to Bastille Day
La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
Sing, oh, choirs of cacophony
Well, the king has knelled, to let his kingdom rise
Lessons taught but never learned
All around us anger burns
Guide the future by the past
Long ago the mold was cast
For they marched out to Bastille Day
La guillotine claimed her bloody prize
Hear the echoes of the centuries
Well, power isn't all that money buys