Well if you stand proud

And keep your ground

Don't let 'em down

Let 'em hear the sound

Don't let 'em find enough to use

And if you fall down

And bloody your gown

Get back up so you don't break down

Don't let 'em give you an excuse, yeah

Is it too late for me

To sell my soul unto the Devil

Is it too late for me to pray

That God keeps you alive

It feels like the sun has gone

And left me altogether

For this bell, its final chime

Well if you're beat down

From this comedown

Don't let 'em in

Give the run-around

Don't dare admit to anything

Keep your head down

And hide that frown

Don't you ever let 'em hear you drown

Don't let 'em sting or clip your wings

Yeah

Is it too late for me for me

To sell my soul unto the Devil

Is it too late for me to pray

That God keeps you alive

It feels like the sun has gone

And left me altogether

For this bell, its final chime