Rush Lyrics

Album: Chronicles

Bastille Day Lyrics

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

 The king will kneel and 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

 The king has kneeled, to let his kingdom rise

 

 Lessons taught but never learned

 All around us anger burns

 Guide the future by the past

 Long ago the mould was cast

 

 For they marched up to Bastille Day

 La guillotine claimed her bloody prize

 Hear the echoes of the centuries

 Power isn't all that money buys