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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rush
Performer
Terry Brown
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Geddy Lee
Composer
Neil Peart
Lyrics
Alex Lifeson
Composer
Rush
Arranger
Terry Brown
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rush
Producer
Terry Brown
Producer
Songteksten
Ooh, 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
The guillotine will claim her bloody prize
Free the dungeons of the innocent
Well, the king must 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 when they rode by
And they're marching to Bastille Day
The 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 out to Bastille Day
The guillotine claimed her bloody prize
Hear the echoes of the centuries
Power isn't all that money buys
Wow!
Writer(s): Geddy Lee, Neil Peart, Alex Lifeson
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