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Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart <br />There's no bread, let them eat cake<br />there's no end to what they'll take<br />flaunt the fruits of noble birth<br />wash the salt into the earth <br />But they're marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim<br />her bloody prize free the dungeons of the innocent the king<br />will kneel, and let his kingdom rise <br />Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace<br />naked fear on every face<br />see them bow their heads to die<br />as we would bow as they rode by <br />And we're marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim<br />her bloody prize sing, o choirs of cacophony the king has<br />kneeled, to let his kingdom rise <br />Lessons taught but never learned<br />all around us anger burns<br />guide the future by the past<br />long ago the mould was cast <br />For they marched up to bastille day la guillotine -- claimed<br />her bloody prize hear the echoes of the centuries power isn't<br />all that money buys
Letra nueva de la canción
Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart <br />There's no bread, let them eat cake<br />there's no end to what they'll take<br />flaunt the fruits of noble birth<br />wash the salt into the earth <br />But they're marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim<br />her bloody prize free the dungeons of the innocent the king<br />will kneel, and let his kingdom rise <br />Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace<br />naked fear on every face<br />see them bow their heads to die<br />as we would bow as they rode by <br />And we're marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim<br />her bloody prize sing, o choirs of cacophony the king has<br />kneeled, to let his kingdom rise <br />Lessons taught but never learned<br />all around us anger burns<br />guide the future by the past<br />long ago the mould was cast <br />For they marched up to bastille day la guillotine -- claimed<br />her bloody prize hear the echoes of the centuries power isn't<br />all that money buys
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