Unthrow That Spear - Gov't Mule

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

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