| Song | Unring the Bell |
| Artist | Gov't Mule |
| Album | High & Mighty |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Haynes | |
| Where is your freedom | |
| Is it buried in the earth | |
| Tell me is it growing | |
| Or is it losing it's 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 |
| zuo ci : Haynes | |
| Where is your freedom | |
| Is it buried in the earth | |
| Tell me is it growing | |
| Or is it losing it' s 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 |
| zuò cí : Haynes | |
| Where is your freedom | |
| Is it buried in the earth | |
| Tell me is it growing | |
| Or is it losing it' s 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 |