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  • 作词 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart
    作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart
    Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart
    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, o 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
  • 作词 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart
    作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart
    Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart
    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, o 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