作词 : Franti, Haynes
There's a revolution going on 
Bong billy, billy, billy, billy bong 
On the microphone, here 
I come To rock with the bass and drums 
With the one and the all that come 
Don't you know that the time has come 
To ring the alarm undone 
To remember the life before 
Every mother was a news report 
Of a another brother lost at war 
And the family he left home 
A wife and a baby and a loan 
A flag and a medal and a tomb 
A general that never leaving home 
And a television telling you to 
To hate everybody but you 
But it doesn't have to be that way 
I remember back in the day 
When you used to say, okay 
Give a hand to somebody else 
Is your ticket out of hell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
It's your ticket out of hell 
And heaven would surely know 
That angels [Incomprehensible] 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
Unring that bell, unring that bell 
It's your ticket out of hell 
And heaven would surely know 
Unring that bell