Bastille Day

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verse 1 
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Ooh, there's no bread, let them eat cake. 
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There's no end to what they'll take. 
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Flaunt the fruits of noble birth. 
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Wash the salt into the earth. 

 
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But they're marching to Bastille Day. 
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La guillotine will claim her bloody prize. 
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Free the dungeons of the innocent. 
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The king will kneel and let his kingdom rise. 


Instrumental 
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Verse 2 
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Ooh, bloodstained velvet, dirty lace. 
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Naked fear on every face. 
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See them bow their heads to die 
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As we would bow as they rode by. 

Chorus 2 
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And we're marching to Bastille Day. 
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La guillotine will claim her bloody prize. 
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Sing oh choirs   of cacophony. 
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The king has kneeled to let his kindgom rise. 

Instrumental 
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Solo 
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Verse 3 
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Lessons taught but never learned. 
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All around us anger burns. 
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Guide the future by the past. 
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Long ago the mould was cast. 

 
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For they marched up to Bastille Day. 
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La guillotine claimed her bloody prize. 
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Hear the echoes of the centuries. 
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Power isn't all that money buys. 


Outro 
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