Todd RundgrenAll The Children Sing

See Ms. Malone She spends another quiet evening alone Sits in her study and stares at the phone And a bell in her head will ring All the children sing All the dancers start to sway in time The orchestra begins to play Somebody pours the wine The sun and moon collide Isn't gravity a funny thing The universe explodes apart All the children sing Of Mr. Malloy He's always seen himself as one of the boys He thinks that men are tough and women are toys But a bell in his head will ring All the children sing All the birds are chirping harmony The scent of love is in the air Sunset on the sea The angel of the Lord Just declared we aren't worth a thing The galaxy is null and void All the children sing Crawled across a thousand miles of desert sand Looking from an answer from a holy man And this is what he told me with a wave of his hand He said, "A bell in your head will ring" Here's to the Chinaman, wise and old Here's to the Eskimo, brave and cold Here's to the Jew in the holy land Here's to the Arab in his caravan Here's to the African, strong and proud Here's to the Redneck, good and loud Here's one to you and there's one more thing A bell in your head will ring © 2018