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Ring them bells yea heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys 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 Saint Peter where the four winds blow
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 upon the sacred cow

Ring them bells, ring them bells
Ring them bells, ring them bells

Ring them bells Saint 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 weep
And the mountains are filled with little lost sheep

Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left

Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who would 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 Saint Catherine from the top of the room
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 the right and wrong

Ring them bells, ring them bells
Ring them bells, ring them bells
Ring them bells yea heathen from the city that dreams   Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys 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 Saint Peter where the four winds blow   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 upon the sacred cow      Ring them bells, ring them bells   Ring them bells, ring them bells      Ring them bells Saint 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 weep   And the mountains are filled with little lost sheep      Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf   Ring them bells for all of us who are left      Ring them bells for the chosen few   Who would 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 Saint Catherine from the top of the room   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 the right and wrong      Ring them bells, ring them bells   Ring them bells, ring them bells