where is your freedom is it buried in the earth tell me is it growing or is it losing its 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