Is it buried in the Earth?
Tell me, is it growing?
Or is it losing its worth?
And where were all your people when they burned your building down?
Too busy fighting their own war in their own town
Unring the bell, it's time, it's time
Take back what we had, it's yours and mine
Shadows of evil cast like giants on the wall
Do you even know how many people you appall?
And where are all those people on whose backs you climbed?
Too busy saving their own skin and their own kind
Unring the bell, it's time, it's time
Take back what we had, it's yours and mine
New Jim Crow, different shades of brown
Blood spills red on ancient hallowed ground
Flying machines send missiles to the moon
While Babylon is burning in the pale afternoon
Unring the bell, it's time, it's time
Take back what we had, it's yours and mine
Fake liberty is just another form of hate
Unring the bell before it's too late
