Ring them bells ye heathens, from the city that dreams
Ring  them bells from the sanctuary, 'cross the valleys and streams
For  they are deep and wide
And the world is on its side
And time is running backwards
And  so is the bride

Ring  them bells Saint Peter, where the four winds blow
Ring them bells, with an iron hand, so people will know
Oh  it's rush hour now, on the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down, on the sacred cow

(Ring them bells, Ring them bells,)

Ring them bells Saint Martha, for the poor man's son
Ring  them bells so the whole world know that God is one
Oh the shepherd is asleep, where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled, with lost sheep

Ring them bells, for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, for all of us who are left
Ring them bells, for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through

Ring them bells, for the time that flies
For the child that cries, when the innocence dies
Ring them bells for Saint Catherine, from the top of the room
Ring them bells from the fortress, for the lilies that bloom
Oh the line is long and the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong

Ring them bells, for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, for all of us who are left
Ring them bells, for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through

Yeah
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells, oh
Ring them bells

Yeah, Yeah
Ring them bells, oh (for the blind and the deaf)
Ring them bells, oh (for all of those who are left)
Ring them bells, oh (for the chosen few)
(When the game is through)

Ring the bells Saint Peter, (Oooo, Oooo)