In tattered tuxedos they faced the new heroes
And the noise outside
Sadly they stared and sank in their chairs
For our time was taken with treasure
Were there, for they also were hounded
Wet their minds in bitter emotion
By the ringing of revolution
We're sorry for the way you were driven
And they talked about
Now trembling inside
Now harvested
Someone asks, but no one's advising
But away from the grounds the flames told the town
Peeking in at the target they're chasing
As the windows were smashed
Of the decades of dark execution
And the soft middle class crowded in to the last
Hollow hands were raised, they stood there amazed
And the rich silver walls looked ready to fall
When we saw that rebellion was growing
Was the ringing of revolution
Comes the ringing of revolution
The world, cold and gray, was so far away
By the ringing of revolution
As back and forth they are pacing
Oh, life was a game, and work was a shame
How long will it take, how can we escape
And searched for a comforting notion
And they cover their ears and try not to hear
As the crooked smoke rings were rising
And reaped the seed they were sowing
As closer and closer
For the building was fully surrounded
As they vanished inside
Where the blood of Christ is still flowing
To late for their sorrow they've reached their tomorrow
And the quivering floor responds to the roar
And the merchants of style, with their red velvet smiles
In the distance only money could measure
Now everything's lost as they kneel by the cross
The ringing of revolution
With compromise sway we give in half way
Softly they moan, please leave us alone
With pillows of silk they're embracing
But their thoughts were broken
And crawled about in confusion
The ringing of revolution
We were hardly aware of the hardships they beared
And the crackling crowd is laughing out loud
And pain was prevented by pleasure
As they shook in doubtful devotion
The ice cubes would clink as they freshened their drinks
And we'll make amends, if we're living
Down on our knees we're begging you please
By the ringing of revolution
There's no need to taunt just take what you want
That only the dead are forgiven
And they sheepishly grinned for their memories were dim
In a shake no longer surprising
The clouds filled the room in darkening doom
In the shattering of their illusions
