Mary Black - Ring Them Bells

Ring them bells, ye heathen
From the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
Cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on its side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride

Ring the bells St.Peter
Where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand
For the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down
Upon the sacred cow