歌曲 | Unring the Bell |
歌手 | Gov't Mule |
专辑 | High & Mighty |
下载 | 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 |