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