| Song | Unthrow That Spear |
| Artist | Gov't Mule |
| Album | Mighty High |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Franti, Haynes | |
| 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 [Incomprehensible] | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : Franti, Haynes | |
| 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 Incomprehensible | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Franti, Haynes | |
| 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 Incomprehensible | |
| 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 |