Oh ring a ding ding Let the brass section sing A bell without a tower Is a lonely little chime It can’t reach the people Or keep the perfect time But put that bell in a tower High above the square Suddenly the music Is dancing through the air Bells and towers, a match made in style They swing together mile after mile One’s got the height, one’s got the tone Together they’re never alone The bell loves to jingle The tower loves to stand They throw a party nightly Across the whole damn land Now some folks like guitars Others saxophones with power But me, I dig the duet Of a bell and a tower Bells and towers, a match made in style They swing together mile after mile One’s got the height, one’s got the tone Together they’re never alone So here’s to bells, here’s to towers Here’s to ringing happy hours When the world is feeling sour Bells and towers, bells and towers
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