Ring Them Bells

Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
 Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the vallies and streams
 for they're deep and they're wide and the world's on it's side
 and time is running backwards and so is the bride
 Ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells
 Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow
 You gotta ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
 That the rush hour is now on the wheel and the plow
 and the sun is going down on the sacred cow
 Ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells
 Ring them bells St. Martha for the poor man's son
 You gotta ring them bells so the world will know that god is one
 for the shepherd is asleep where the willows weeps
 and the mountains are filled with little lost sheep
 Ring them bells... for the blind and deaf
 Ring them bells... for all of us who are left
 Ring them bells... for the chosen few who will judge the many
 when the game is through
 Ring them bells... for the time that flies, for the child that cries
 when innocence dies
 Ring them bells St. Catherine from the top of the roof
 Now ring them bells from the fortress from the lilies that bloom
 for the lines they are long and the fighting is strong
 and they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong
 Ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells, ring them bells!
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