-10   -10    9    8     9   9    9   9

Ohh, there's no bread, let them eat cake

  9     9   8  -8  -8    -8     7 -8

There's no end to what they'll ta-ke

 -10    9   -10  -10 -10 9  -10

Flaunt the fruits of noble birth

-10   9   8   9 9   9    9

Wash the salt into the earth

 7     7     -7  7  -9   -9  8   -8

But they're marching to Bastille Day

6   7  7  7    7    -8   -8   -8 9    9

La guillotine will claim her bloody prize

 7    7   -7  7   -9 -9   8 8 -8

Free the dungeons of the innocent

 6   7    7     7    7  -8  -8   -8 -7   -6

The king will kneel and let his kingdom rise

-10   -10   9      8  9    9 9  -10

Ohh, bloodstained velvet, dirty lace

 9 9   8   -8  -8  7  -8 

Naked fear on  every face

 9   9    9   8     -8   7   8

See them bow their heads to die

-8 8    8    9  8   9    8    7

As we would bow as they rode by

7     7     -7  7  -9   -9  8   -8

And we're marching to Bastille Day

6   7  7  7    7    -8   -8   -8 9    9

La guillotine will claim her bloody prize

 7     7 -7  7  -9  -9 8 8 -8

Sing, oh choirs of cacophony

 6   7    7     7      7 -8  -8   -8 -7   -6

The king has kneeled, to let his kingdom rise

-10  9    8    -10  -10 -10   -10 

Lessons taught but  n e v er learned

 9   9 8   -8 -8 7   -8

All around us anger burns

 -10   9   8  9 -10  9  -10

Guide the future by the past

-10  9 8  9    9   9    9

Long ago the mould was cast

 7   7     -7    7  -9  -9  8   -8

For they marched up to Bastille Day

6   7  7  7     -8    -8  -8 9     9

La guillotine claimed her bloody prize

 7    7   -7 7  -9 -9   8  8 -8

Hear the echoes of the centuries

 7 7   7 7  -8   -8  -8 -7  -6

Power isn't all that money buys