I hear the bells down in the canyon
Its snow in New York, some blue December
Im gone to the moon about you, girl
And Im calling to you throughout the worldAnd well I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantI hear the bells, they are like emeralds, and
Glints in the night, commas and ampersands
Your moony face, so inaccessible
Your inner mind, so inexpressibleI can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphant andAnd Im seeking girls in sales and marketing
Lets go make out up in the balcony
Your business dress, so businesslike and Im
Tossing the blouse over a chair-back andAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphant andYou snooze, you lose, well I have snoozed and lost
Im pushing through, Ill disregard the cost
I hear the bells, so fascinating and
Ill slug it out, Im sick of waitingAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can, now
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphantAnd I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful
And triumphant and