Rush — Bastille Day Different Stages Live

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