THE WEAKERTHANS LYRICS

"Ringing Of Revolution"

In a building of gold with riches untold
Lived the families whose country was founded
And the merchants of style, with their vain velvet smiles
Were there, for they also were hounded
And the soft middle-class crowded in to the last
For the building was fully surrounded
And the noise outside was the ringing of revolution

Sadly they stared and sank in their chairs
In search for a comforting notion
And the rich silver walls looked ready to fall
As they shook in doubtful devotion
And the ice cubes would clink as they freshened their drinks
Wet their minds in bitter emotion
And they talked about the ringing of revolution

And the clouds filled the room in a darkening doom
As the crooked smoke rings were rising
How long will it take, how will we escape
Someone asks, but no one's advising
And the quivering floor responds to a roar
In a shake no longer surprising
As closer and closer come the ringing of revolution

In tattered tuxedos they greet the new heroes
And crawl about in confusion.
And they sheepishly grinned for their memories were dim
Of the decades of dark execution
Hollow hands raised; they stood there amazed
In the shattering of their illusions
And the windows were smashed by the ringing of revolution

Down on our knees we're begging you please
We're sorry for the way you were driven
There's no need to taunt just take what you want
And we'll make amends, if we're living
But away from the grounds the flames told the town
That only the dead are forgiven
And they vanished inside the ringing of revolution

As closer and closer come the ringing of revolution

Thanks to pedro for these lyrics

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