| Song | Bastille Day - Live (1976/Massey Hall, Toronto) |
| Artist | Rush |
| Album | All The World's A Stage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| 作词 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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 la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize free the dungeons of the innocent the king | |
| Will kneel, and let his kingdom rise | |
| Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace | |
| Naked fear on every face | |
| See them bow their heads to die | |
| As we would bow as they rode by | |
| And we're marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize sing, o 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 up to bastille day la guillotine -- claimed | |
| Her bloody prize hear the echoes of the centuries power isn't | |
| All that money buys |
| zuo qu : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| zuo ci : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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 la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize free the dungeons of the innocent the king | |
| Will kneel, and let his kingdom rise | |
| Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace | |
| Naked fear on every face | |
| See them bow their heads to die | |
| As we would bow as they rode by | |
| And we' re marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize sing, o 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 up to bastille day la guillotine claimed | |
| Her bloody prize hear the echoes of the centuries power isn' t | |
| All that money buys |
| zuò qǔ : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| zuò cí : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| 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 la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize free the dungeons of the innocent the king | |
| Will kneel, and let his kingdom rise | |
| Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace | |
| Naked fear on every face | |
| See them bow their heads to die | |
| As we would bow as they rode by | |
| And we' re marching to bastille day la guillotine will claim | |
| Her bloody prize sing, o 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 up to bastille day la guillotine claimed | |
| Her bloody prize hear the echoes of the centuries power isn' t | |
| All that money buys |