Revolution Songtext
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Revolution Songtext
This fight, constitution and rights,
Citizens at war,
My sins release me,
Rally the troops, in their scores,
Blood red, this a history book blight,
Like no page before,
Belief, unceasing,
No turning back anymore,
Robespierre in a riotous city,
Shadow cast in the half-moon light,
We dance through fires that he was right
To ignite...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds ′Revolution' casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
We strike and our hatred incites
'Liberte′ by force,
With ′Egalite', ′Fraternite',
Common cause,
In this plight′s 'Reign of Terror′, we'll smite
Twenty thousand more,
'Les riches′ decreasing,
′La guillotine' spares the poor,
Can′t rebuild that which knows no pity,
Tear it down, let The Bastille die,
The people's enemy resides
In Versailles...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds ′Revolution' casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
In the streets with a sound so chilling,
Swept along by the turning tide,
Two worlds ignore this overture
Then collide...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds 'Revolution′ casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
Citizens at war,
My sins release me,
Rally the troops, in their scores,
Blood red, this a history book blight,
Like no page before,
Belief, unceasing,
No turning back anymore,
Robespierre in a riotous city,
Shadow cast in the half-moon light,
We dance through fires that he was right
To ignite...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds ′Revolution' casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
We strike and our hatred incites
'Liberte′ by force,
With ′Egalite', ′Fraternite',
Common cause,
In this plight′s 'Reign of Terror′, we'll smite
Twenty thousand more,
'Les riches′ decreasing,
′La guillotine' spares the poor,
Can′t rebuild that which knows no pity,
Tear it down, let The Bastille die,
The people's enemy resides
In Versailles...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds ′Revolution' casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
In the streets with a sound so chilling,
Swept along by the turning tide,
Two worlds ignore this overture
Then collide...
This petrified throne,
Brittle as fleshless bone,
Finds 'Revolution′ casting stones,
So let the bells toll,
′Vive la Carmagnole!',
Blind Revolution, killing,
My Revolution in cruise control...
Writer(s): John Lennon, Paul Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com