Yeah oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ring them bells, ye heathen
From the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
Across the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on its side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride
Yeah, yeah
Ring them bells, oh yeah
Ring them bells, St. Peter
Where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand
So the people will know
Oh, it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down
Upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that god is one
Oh, the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled
With lost sheep, oh
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 will judge the many, oh when the game is through
Ring them bells yeah, for the time that flies
For the child that cries
When innocence dies, yeah, yeah
Ring them bells, St. Catherine
From the top of the room
Ring them from the fortress
For the lilies that bloom
Oh the lines they are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Oh, ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries
When innocence dies
Ring them bells
Ring them bells
Ring them bells
Ring them bells
Ring those bells, yeah, yeah
Oh, for the child that cries, yeah, yeah
Oh, when their innocence dies, yeah
Ring them bells, St. Peter
Where the four winds blow
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