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Ohh, there's no bread, let them eat cake
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There's no end to what they'll ta-ke
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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
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Ohh, 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
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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 kingdom rise
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Lessons taught but n e v er 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
