Bastille Day
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โฑ๏ธ 4:37 duration
๐ ID: 7192306
๐ Lyrics
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!
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!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:36.01] Ooh, there's no bread, let them eat cake
[00:39.05] There's no end to what they'll take
[00:41.18] Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
[00:43.33] Wash the salt into the earth
[00:45.86] But they're marching to Bastille Day
[00:50.65] The guillotine will claim her bloody prize
[00:55.79] Free the dungeons of the innocent
[01:00.72] Well, the king must kneel to let his kingdom rise
[01:06.48]
[01:15.76] Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace
[01:18.07] Naked fear on every face
[01:20.35] See them bow their heads to die
[01:22.56] As we would bow when they rode by
[01:25.80] And they're marching to Bastille Day
[01:30.07] The guillotine will claim her bloody prize
[01:35.23] Sing, oh, choirs of cacophony
[01:39.50] The king has kneeled to let his kingdom rise
[01:44.94]
[02:53.07] Lessons taught but never learned
[02:55.55] All around us anger burns
[02:57.92] Guide the future by the past
[03:00.20] Long ago the mould was cast
[03:02.75] For they marched out to Bastille Day
[03:07.61] The guillotine claimed her bloody prize
[03:12.67] Hear the echoes of the centuries
[03:17.71] Power isn't all that money buys
[03:21.46] Wow!
[03:22.29]
[00:39.05] There's no end to what they'll take
[00:41.18] Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
[00:43.33] Wash the salt into the earth
[00:45.86] But they're marching to Bastille Day
[00:50.65] The guillotine will claim her bloody prize
[00:55.79] Free the dungeons of the innocent
[01:00.72] Well, the king must kneel to let his kingdom rise
[01:06.48]
[01:15.76] Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace
[01:18.07] Naked fear on every face
[01:20.35] See them bow their heads to die
[01:22.56] As we would bow when they rode by
[01:25.80] And they're marching to Bastille Day
[01:30.07] The guillotine will claim her bloody prize
[01:35.23] Sing, oh, choirs of cacophony
[01:39.50] The king has kneeled to let his kingdom rise
[01:44.94]
[02:53.07] Lessons taught but never learned
[02:55.55] All around us anger burns
[02:57.92] Guide the future by the past
[03:00.20] Long ago the mould was cast
[03:02.75] For they marched out to Bastille Day
[03:07.61] The guillotine claimed her bloody prize
[03:12.67] Hear the echoes of the centuries
[03:17.71] Power isn't all that money buys
[03:21.46] Wow!
[03:22.29]